<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870</id><updated>2012-02-07T14:02:23.636-07:00</updated><category term='noviembre 13'/><category term='Intereses'/><category term='degenere...'/><category term='Algo d mis mórbidos gustos'/><category term='2005'/><title type='text'>Mein Schatz is ist mein Schatz</title><subtitle type='html'>Du hast mein Herz in der Hand</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-6202880115465516269</id><published>2012-02-07T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T14:02:23.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Con que canciones tienez sexo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Vaya! que pregunta tan directa...&lt;br /&gt;Aunque por alguna extraña razón si tengo mi playlist sexual =D&lt;br /&gt;Closer / NIN&lt;br /&gt;Raining Blood / Slayer&lt;br /&gt;Vermillion Pt 2 / Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;April / Deep Purple&lt;br /&gt;Lethean tears /Solution 45&lt;br /&gt;Cemetery gates / Pantera&lt;br /&gt;Entre otras, muchas otras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y por puro morbo... MARLBORO THEME =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/misstriculious?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-6202880115465516269?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/6202880115465516269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=6202880115465516269' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6202880115465516269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6202880115465516269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2012/02/con-que-canciones-tienez-sexo.html' title='Con que canciones tienez sexo'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4065480198325722005</id><published>2011-11-06T22:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T22:52:04.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confianza...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzFfkKiRzd4/Trdx_yElwUI/AAAAAAAAAwA/uiWsVS2Wn1Q/s1600/castillo_de_arena_by_paxo-d2l6tm9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzFfkKiRzd4/Trdx_yElwUI/AAAAAAAAAwA/uiWsVS2Wn1Q/s200/castillo_de_arena_by_paxo-d2l6tm9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672127596283150658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan fácil de perder, dificil de ganar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se esfuma como agua entre tus dedos pero es imprescindible como el aire que respiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me esforzaré en construir el castillo que con tus mentiras derrumbaste; No prometo nada, pues nuestro futuro es incierto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seré paciente y esperaré a que me sorprendas y sino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con un dulce beso te daré el último adiós.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4065480198325722005?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4065480198325722005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4065480198325722005' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4065480198325722005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4065480198325722005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2011/11/confianza.html' title='Confianza...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzFfkKiRzd4/Trdx_yElwUI/AAAAAAAAAwA/uiWsVS2Wn1Q/s72-c/castillo_de_arena_by_paxo-d2l6tm9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-592179295653241114</id><published>2011-07-30T11:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T11:31:53.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CREATIVIDAD E INGENIO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-raCkKfw7W-o/TjQ__5nz7NI/AAAAAAAAAr8/rt8Mkf9QM2Y/s1600/juego-de-ingenio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-raCkKfw7W-o/TjQ__5nz7NI/AAAAAAAAAr8/rt8Mkf9QM2Y/s200/juego-de-ingenio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635199400779443410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La creatividad llega cuando el silencio grita, Cuando la soledad acompaña y cuando la mente permanece quieta.&lt;br /&gt;La creatividad suele ser tomada en cuenta en el arte, más no en la ciencia,&lt;br /&gt;Ya que en la ciencia permanece el ingenio, esa dulce combinación de conocimientos aleatorios que nos acerca a los límites de la invención y el descubrimiento.&lt;br /&gt;Se puede ser creativo al tocar un instrumento, al escribir algunas líneas o al esculpir mil figuras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero... Sé es ingenioso al notar la falla en un motor, al darle compostura a un reactor o al definir las causas de un problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logramos ser ingeniosos al arreglar el aire acondicionado pero somos creativos para envolver un regalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos creativos para da un beso, pero ingeniosos para hacerlo eterno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos ingeniosos para componer las cosas descompuestas, pero somos creativos al lograr que sean bellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es entonces cuando me pregunto... &lt;br /&gt;El Ingenio o la Creatividad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué fue primero?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-592179295653241114?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/592179295653241114/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=592179295653241114' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/592179295653241114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/592179295653241114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2011/07/creatividad-e-ingenio.html' title='CREATIVIDAD E INGENIO...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-raCkKfw7W-o/TjQ__5nz7NI/AAAAAAAAAr8/rt8Mkf9QM2Y/s72-c/juego-de-ingenio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7117873629456728771</id><published>2011-03-18T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T01:10:29.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo sabes???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jUKvhXAAJ20/TYMTVRW9nBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/sYaM_yLzLD0/s1600/1243973599998_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jUKvhXAAJ20/TYMTVRW9nBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/sYaM_yLzLD0/s200/1243973599998_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585329219027442706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que he clavado tus besos en mis labios&lt;br /&gt;Que he atado tus brazos a mi torso&lt;br /&gt;Que he tatuado tus caricias en mi piel&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que he arrancado un trecho de tu voz colocándola en mi cuello&lt;br /&gt;Que he ahorrado suspiros indecisos&lt;br /&gt;Y que te miré como jamás volverán a mirarte ojos humanos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo sabes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7117873629456728771?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7117873629456728771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7117873629456728771' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7117873629456728771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7117873629456728771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2011/03/lo-sabes.html' title='Lo sabes???'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jUKvhXAAJ20/TYMTVRW9nBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/sYaM_yLzLD0/s72-c/1243973599998_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-6588454074601715161</id><published>2011-03-10T12:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T12:32:49.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dime 5 personas inolvidables..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Mi Papi; Ese hombre fuerte y relajado que conoce los límites entre la obligación y diversión.&lt;br /&gt;Mi Madre; Esa mujer fuerte y tenaz q siempre encuentra solución a las cosas.&lt;br /&gt;Mi Abuela materna: Que supo salir adelante con sus 7 hijos sola y además de trabajar como Agrucultora también era una excelente ama de casa (mi prototipo d mujer perfecta)&lt;br /&gt;Mi mejor amigo: Josh... Quien me conoce a la perfección y declaro como mi Alma gemela, por kien daría mi vida cuando me la pida.&lt;br /&gt;Mi mejor amigo de la infancia: Juanito =P  Que ganó su pelea contra la Leucemia y a pesar de su discapacidad física siempre tenía una sonrisa en su rostro &lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-6588454074601715161?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/6588454074601715161/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=6588454074601715161' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6588454074601715161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6588454074601715161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2011/03/dime-5-personas-inolvidables.html' title='dime 5 personas inolvidables..'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2288504651240341000</id><published>2011-03-10T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T12:26:01.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Encontre una red social donde serias un exito. Te interesa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Tanto así como un éxito ps no...&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt; Pero me agrada Vyou, para subir videos de cualeskier pregunta que me hagan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2288504651240341000?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2288504651240341000/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2288504651240341000' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2288504651240341000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2288504651240341000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2011/03/encontre-una-red-social-donde-serias-un.html' title='Encontre una red social donde serias un exito. Te interesa?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-149213475615018400</id><published>2011-03-10T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T12:24:33.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>01010001 01110101 01100101 00100000 01110100 01100001 01101100 00100000 01110100 01110101 00100000 01100100 01101001 01100001 00111111</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;01000101 01110011 01110100 01100001 00100000 01110011 01100101 01101101 01100001 01101110 01100001 00100000 01101000 01100001 00100000 01110011 01101001 01100100 01101111 00100000 01110000 01100101 01110011 01100001 01100100 01100001 00101100 00100000 01000101 01110011 01101111 00100000 01101101 01100101 00100000 01110000 01100001 01110011 01100001 00100000 01110000 01101111 01110010 00100000 01101001 01101110 01101101 01101001 01110011 01100011 01110101 01101001 01110010 01101101 01100101 00100000 01100101 01101110 00100000 01101100 01101111 01110011 00100000 01110000 01110010 01101111 01100010 01101100 01100101 01101101 01100001 01110011 00100000 01100100 01100101 00100000 01101101 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100001 01101101 01101001 01100111 01100001 01110011 00101110 00101110 00101110 00100000 01000101 01101110 00100000 01100011 01110101 01100001 01101110 01110100 01101111 00100000 01100001 00100000 01101101 01101001 00100000 01110100 01101111 01100100 01101111 00100000 01110110 01100001 00100000 01100100 01100101 00100000 01101101 01100001 01110010 01100001 01110110 01101001 01101100 01101100 01100001 00100000 01100111 01110010 01100001 01100011 01101001 01100001 01110011&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt; 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Yo en cambio solo he aprendido a quererte sin mesura a extraniarte las noches frias en mi cama y a desearte por mil y un lunas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te Quiero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2471634782526391553?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2471634782526391553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2471634782526391553' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2471634782526391553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2471634782526391553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2011/02/experto-en-mi.html' title='Experto en mi...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2523239833955991682</id><published>2011-02-10T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T11:47:21.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime favorito?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Chrono cruzade...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2523239833955991682?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2523239833955991682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2523239833955991682' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2523239833955991682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2523239833955991682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2011/02/anime-favorito.html' title='Anime favorito?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-5996541253119158787</id><published>2010-10-21T16:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T16:20:11.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Qué juego de video has jugado más que ninguno?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;SF o KOF&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-5996541253119158787?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/5996541253119158787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=5996541253119158787' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5996541253119158787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5996541253119158787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/que-juego-de-video-has-jugado-mas-que.html' title='¿Qué juego de video has jugado más que ninguno?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-944176875038679429</id><published>2010-10-21T16:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T16:19:30.019-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Si pudieras asistir a cualquier concierto, ¿a cuál irías?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Sepultura, Megadeth, Nevermore, Rammstein y obviamente OOMPH..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-944176875038679429?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/944176875038679429/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=944176875038679429' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/944176875038679429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/944176875038679429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/si-pudieras-asistir-cualquier-concierto.html' title='Si pudieras asistir a cualquier concierto, ¿a cuál irías?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7143581255113098893</id><published>2010-10-21T12:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:13:04.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya no hablaré más..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TMCCdLMgofI/AAAAAAAAAcA/FyNT6WYTJAM/s1600/jorge+-+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TMCCdLMgofI/AAAAAAAAAcA/FyNT6WYTJAM/s200/jorge+-+copia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530563780144046578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo dejaré que el tiempo pase y dicte sentencia a dicha unión.&lt;br /&gt;Que mis acciones hablen por mí, sin instar en palabras rebuscadas, pues nadie; me dirá como quererte.&lt;br /&gt;Pues me urge convertirme en algo diferente ante tus ojos. Algo invaluable, indescriptible, simplemente inalcanzable.&lt;br /&gt;Algo superior a Ti y todo lo que antaño hayas tenido.&lt;br /&gt;Me esforzaré con tanto apremio… Para convertirme en algo hermoso, sublime y que te deje bokiabierto. &lt;br /&gt;Haré todo esto para que no kieras alejarte de mi lado.&lt;br /&gt;Para que aprecies nuestros instantes juntos y pienses en mí como un nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;El silencio reinará en mi cuerpo, desistiré día con día te decir un Te kiero, un Te extraño, un Te deseo… insisto, que mis hechos hablen por si solos. &lt;br /&gt;Por ahora estoy sin letras ni palabras… Shhh, Silencio, Shhh Más silencio…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7143581255113098893?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7143581255113098893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7143581255113098893' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7143581255113098893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7143581255113098893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/ya-no-hablare-mas.html' title='Ya no hablaré más..!'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TMCCdLMgofI/AAAAAAAAAcA/FyNT6WYTJAM/s72-c/jorge+-+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-712608737646755887</id><published>2010-10-19T15:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T15:24:08.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>que es lo mas sexy que han hecho por ti? que es lo mas sexy que harias/hayas hecho por alguien?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Pues me encantó cuando el niño q me encanta se vistió completamente d negro..Yummi Yummi...Yo se q no tiene nada d complicado pero me gustó mucho =D&lt;br /&gt;PS... Yo una vez me &amp;quot;disfracé&amp;quot; de gatita..... Me puse una minifalda negra, blusa straple negra, botas altas negras, un collar d terciopelo con un cascabel y unas orejitas de gatita.&lt;br /&gt;Eso cuenta??? =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-712608737646755887?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/712608737646755887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=712608737646755887' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/712608737646755887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/712608737646755887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/que-es-lo-mas-sexy-que-han-hecho-por-ti.html' title='que es lo mas sexy que han hecho por ti? que es lo mas sexy que harias/hayas hecho por alguien?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-5899244058062849813</id><published>2010-10-19T15:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T15:20:00.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oye!!..... y porke te pareces a rouge?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Porque me encanta chupar poderes (espacio para autoalbur)&lt;br /&gt;NTC...Rouge y Raven son d mis personajes d comic favoritos...Y ps está medio dificil parecerme a Raven no creen???&lt;br /&gt;Aunke al parecer me voy a pintar mi copetito d gris para esta Semana d Química y posteriormente d rosa &lt;br /&gt;Sip..dije ROSA...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-5899244058062849813?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/5899244058062849813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=5899244058062849813' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5899244058062849813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5899244058062849813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/oye-y-porke-te-pareces-rouge.html' title='oye!!..... y porke te pareces a rouge?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-5867792974451154108</id><published>2010-10-17T11:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T11:53:51.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a veces es un asco la vida no crees?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;No...Definitivamente no lo creo. La vida es hermosa y sino hubiera broncas en ella entronces no valdr+ía la pena vivirla no lo crees...? Para eso son los amigos y la familia para estar juntos y apoyarnos.&lt;br /&gt;No soy tan emo como se cree&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-5867792974451154108?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/5867792974451154108/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=5867792974451154108' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5867792974451154108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5867792974451154108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/veces-es-un-asco-la-vida-no-crees.html' title='a veces es un asco la vida no crees?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7599993770758658264</id><published>2010-10-17T11:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T11:52:42.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>y no vale la pena como para arriesgarse a que sea la respuesta que quisieras?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;No lo creo....Ya no ppienso decir lo q siento; al menos no en mucho tiempo, Prefiero seguir teniendo con el lo q tengo en lugar d echarlo a parder =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7599993770758658264?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7599993770758658264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7599993770758658264' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7599993770758658264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7599993770758658264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/y-no-vale-la-pena-como-para-arriesgarse.html' title='y no vale la pena como para arriesgarse a que sea la respuesta que quisieras?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-6686325066588770144</id><published>2010-10-15T11:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T11:59:27.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>por que no simplemente le preguntas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Podría funcionar... Pero me da miedito que su respuesta no sea lo que yo espero. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-6686325066588770144?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/6686325066588770144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=6686325066588770144' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6686325066588770144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6686325066588770144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/por-que-no-simplemente-le-preguntas.html' title='por que no simplemente le preguntas?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-5404370924708674079</id><published>2010-10-15T11:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T11:20:31.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Que superpoder te gustaria tener?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Me agradaría poder leer mentes...&lt;br /&gt;Saber que bizarras obscenidades piensan mis amigos cuando ven a alguna chica pasar, o ver que siente en realidad por mí el chico que tanto me gusta.&lt;br /&gt;Y la opción B....Ps me gustaría ser invisible...Para kedarme encerrada en un supermercado x la noche =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-5404370924708674079?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/5404370924708674079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=5404370924708674079' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5404370924708674079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5404370924708674079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/que-superpoder-te-gustaria-tener.html' title='Que superpoder te gustaria tener?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4730847359607864374</id><published>2010-10-14T14:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T14:23:42.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ooOla, Eeres super linda siempre ztas sonriendo y asi, juegas pokar y videogames,skuchas musho metal, ves o lees anime tokas la bateeria, i zcribes poemaz seriia padrizimo qe fueras buena n la kama, eeRes buena??
haha no te creas, sales cn alguien ahoora?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;X q todo mundo dice cosas d las camas..? En la cama soy buena durmiendo, leyendo, escribiendo y comiendo, nada más..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Salir, salir lo q se dice salir ps no...Pero ya le dedico a alguien mis suspiros, Sorry, se te adelantaron.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4730847359607864374?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4730847359607864374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4730847359607864374' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4730847359607864374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4730847359607864374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/ooola-eeres-super-linda-siempre-ztas.html' title='ooOla, Eeres super linda siempre ztas sonriendo y asi, juegas pokar y videogames,skuchas musho metal, ves o lees anime tokas la bateeria, i zcribes poemaz seriia padrizimo qe fueras buena n la kama, eeRes buena??&#xA;haha no te creas, sales cn alguien ahoora?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2784025605429266512</id><published>2010-10-13T11:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:11:34.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yo tambien tendre dinero el siguiente.... ke haces tarea ... ponte hacer tarea en vez de leer esto....... ke graduacion es tus lentes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;son... 1.75grados de Astigmatismo en el ojo derecho y 2grados tmb d astigmatismo en el izkierdo, con un ángulo como de 15.&lt;br /&gt;Estoy medio cieguita =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2784025605429266512?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2784025605429266512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2784025605429266512' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2784025605429266512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2784025605429266512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/yo-tambien-tendre-dinero-el-siguiente.html' title='yo tambien tendre dinero el siguiente.... ke haces tarea ... ponte hacer tarea en vez de leer esto....... ke graduacion es tus lentes?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-5102175719295361194</id><published>2010-10-13T10:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:55:23.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>y tu ke me prestas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;=S Tss..! Ya no te vuelvo a pedir q me piches cocas..!&lt;br /&gt;Yo te presto la contraseña d mi casillero para q sakes parte de mi clavo de chocolates q está guardado =D&lt;br /&gt;Al abrir mi casillero nunca imaginas lo q puedes encontrar ahi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-5102175719295361194?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/5102175719295361194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=5102175719295361194' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5102175719295361194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5102175719295361194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/y-tu-ke-me-prestas.html' title='y tu ke me prestas?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3486494034176607016</id><published>2010-10-13T10:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:47:59.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>toma chango tu banana?... eso es un albur?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Mis cursos intensivos estudiando una Ingeniería y estar rodeada de puros hombres guarros me dice que SI.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3486494034176607016?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3486494034176607016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3486494034176607016' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3486494034176607016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3486494034176607016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/toma-chango-tu-banana-eso-es-un-albur.html' title='toma chango tu banana?... eso es un albur?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7526441773580300291</id><published>2010-10-13T10:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:43:52.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>si oguer no fuera gay!!... (cabe aclarar ke tiene ojos verdes y es gero aveces) lo raptarias a tu cama?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;A mi cama no, Lo raptaría pero Oguer es el &amp;quot;niño presea&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;O sea el chico q presumes x q sales con el x q es lindo y muy agradable, No es wero! Solo es pálido..!&lt;br /&gt;Que desperdicio que se volviera gay..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7526441773580300291?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7526441773580300291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7526441773580300291' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7526441773580300291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7526441773580300291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/si-oguer-no-fuera-gay-cabe-aclarar-ke.html' title='si oguer no fuera gay!!... (cabe aclarar ke tiene ojos verdes y es gero aveces) lo raptarias a tu cama?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3721867572867346351</id><published>2010-10-13T10:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:42:41.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>olle no lo habia pensando...... peter tiene como 100 años!!.... y wendy 12..o 14.... che pedofilo bueno....... pregunta ¨*levanto la mano* si tubieras ke meterle una inga a una persona a kien seria! 
a) frezer?
a)cel?
c) carito?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;A Carito x pendeja..!&lt;br /&gt;Freezer me da miedo, sobretodo cuando es Mecha freezer =S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3721867572867346351?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3721867572867346351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3721867572867346351' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3721867572867346351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3721867572867346351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/olle-no-lo-habia-pensando-peter-tiene.html' title='olle no lo habia pensando...... peter tiene como 100 años!!.... y wendy 12..o 14.... che pedofilo bueno....... pregunta ¨*levanto la mano* si tubieras ke meterle una inga a una persona a kien seria! &#xA;a) frezer?&#xA;a)cel?&#xA;c) carito?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4438805606789961488</id><published>2010-10-13T10:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:34:43.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>aver.... si bell significa campana.... entonces bellencita significa campanita!..... o,o KE DIABLOS ISISTE CON PEDRO PAN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;ROFLMAO..!&lt;br /&gt;Ps campanita sería tinkerbell, pero no me digas así porque así me decía mi exnovio el q se metió con mi mejor amiga.....&lt;br /&gt;Peterpan....Ps kien sabe, el wey ha de andar de pedófilo con Wendy, ultimamente no lo he visto =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4438805606789961488?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4438805606789961488/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4438805606789961488' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4438805606789961488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4438805606789961488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/aver-si-bell-significa-campana-entonces.html' title='aver.... si bell significa campana.... entonces bellencita significa campanita!..... o,o KE DIABLOS ISISTE CON PEDRO PAN?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2085729068443518151</id><published>2010-10-13T10:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:31:47.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ke copa eres?... no te creas eso no XDDD........ ahm... hollister o aguila americana... ? oooooo correo aoereo?.... (notese ke no se ke significa hollister)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;=S Ps no pisteo, Así q no se cual sea mi copa =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me cagan esas markitas d playeras corrientes y q en Chiws usan como fresonas. Así q no usaría de ninguna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2085729068443518151?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2085729068443518151/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2085729068443518151' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2085729068443518151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2085729068443518151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/ke-copa-eres-no-te-creas-eso-no-xddd.html' title='ke copa eres?... no te creas eso no XDDD........ ahm... hollister o aguila americana... ? oooooo correo aoereo?.... (notese ke no se ke significa hollister)'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3926828122893194462</id><published>2010-10-13T10:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:30:33.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cuantos años tiene goku cuando pelea contra cell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;No tengo la menor idea..!&lt;br /&gt;Entraré a un foro a preguntarle a alguien, me encanta Dragon Ball pero creo que no soy tan ñoña, digo, conocedora al respecto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3926828122893194462?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3926828122893194462/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3926828122893194462' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3926828122893194462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3926828122893194462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/cuantos-anos-tiene-goku-cuando-pelea.html' title='cuantos años tiene goku cuando pelea contra cell?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-6033057495225317221</id><published>2010-10-13T10:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:27:24.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>porke no estas tan buena en ingles?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Porque no he estudiado el idioma lo suficiente; y me ekivoké..!&lt;br /&gt;Estábamos hablando d otra cosa cuando me lo preguntaste y me cuatrapié =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-6033057495225317221?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/6033057495225317221/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=6033057495225317221' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6033057495225317221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6033057495225317221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/porke-no-estas-tan-buena-en-ingles.html' title='porke no estas tan buena en ingles?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-6084902353061878627</id><published>2010-10-13T10:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:26:16.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>porke tienes unas manos en la jeta del display?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;porque esa fotografía me gusta..! Las manos son de mi amigo Jorge cuando hicimos la &amp;quot;parodia&amp;quot; de los Monos sabios, y puse la foto del que no habla, me gusta como se ven mis ojitos en esa pic :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-6084902353061878627?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/6084902353061878627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=6084902353061878627' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6084902353061878627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6084902353061878627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/porke-tienes-unas-manos-en-la-jeta-del.html' title='porke tienes unas manos en la jeta del display?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-1752911371260304208</id><published>2010-10-13T10:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:25:28.379-06:00</updated><title type='text'>porke el cielo es azul y no fiucha? o verde aguacate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Esto es debido a el haz de luz que se refracta de las partículas del sol, este efecto irradia los colores característicos al azul, x eso es Azul el cieloooo..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-1752911371260304208?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/1752911371260304208/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=1752911371260304208' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1752911371260304208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1752911371260304208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/porke-el-cielo-es-azul-y-no-fiucha-o.html' title='porke el cielo es azul y no fiucha? o verde aguacate?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-5130015745580539643</id><published>2010-10-13T10:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:24:02.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>anything?
ok

porke eras punker?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Nunca fui punk..!&lt;br /&gt;De hecho no me agrada ni el género, ni vestimenta ni nada de eso...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-5130015745580539643?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/5130015745580539643/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=5130015745580539643' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5130015745580539643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5130015745580539643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/anything-ok-porke-eras-punker.html' title='anything?&#xA;ok&#xA;&#xA;porke eras punker?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3030791805304818571</id><published>2010-10-13T09:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T09:19:54.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Si puedieras en este momento escoger alguna forma en que te gustaria vivir tu vida y afortunadamente vivir de eso cual escogerias Rockera, gamer, Una carrera, Madre de familia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;vivir de ser rocker  no es posible... Gamer tampoco.&lt;br /&gt;Lo más factible es que viva de mi carrera, ser madre de familia no es algo que tenga en mis planes (no en los próximos 10años al menos)&lt;br /&gt;Ser gamer rocker, literata son solo hobbies que me encantan y nunca dejaré pero no pienso dedicarme a estar todo el tiempo en ello.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3030791805304818571?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3030791805304818571/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3030791805304818571' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3030791805304818571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3030791805304818571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/si-puedieras-en-este-momento-escoger.html' title='Si puedieras en este momento escoger alguna forma en que te gustaria vivir tu vida y afortunadamente vivir de eso cual escogerias Rockera, gamer, Una carrera, Madre de familia?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3221948406627944867</id><published>2010-10-11T17:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T17:35:51.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cual ha sido el mejor y PEOR piropo que te han dicho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;MEJOR PIROPO: Hay varios, pero nunca olvidaré cuando me dijeron &amp;quot;tu estás indexada en mi página de inicio de google&amp;quot; ja ja ja.&lt;br /&gt;PEOR PIROPO: Tmb hay varios, pero uno q  me pareció medio enfermo fue el de &amp;quot;kisiera ser meseroooo... para acomodar mesas..!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;o el de &amp;quot;que hermosas piernas...A qué hora abren?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3221948406627944867?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3221948406627944867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3221948406627944867' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3221948406627944867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3221948406627944867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/cual-ha-sido-el-mejor-y-peor-piropo-que.html' title='Cual ha sido el mejor y PEOR piropo que te han dicho.'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-8366405301966075171</id><published>2010-10-10T10:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T10:28:27.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuando eras niña... que querias ser de grande??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;A los 5 años kerìa ser reina del mundo (Sip, reina del mundo)&lt;br /&gt;A los 10años kerìa ser Ninja x q estaba enamorada de Donatello d TMNT.&lt;br /&gt;A los 15años kerìa ser corredora profesional de Nascar o F1.&lt;br /&gt;Terminè estudiando una Ingenierìa, que ironìa..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-8366405301966075171?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/8366405301966075171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=8366405301966075171' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/8366405301966075171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/8366405301966075171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/cuando-eras-nina-que-querias-ser-de.html' title='Cuando eras niña... que querias ser de grande??'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3506775567494855061</id><published>2010-10-08T16:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T16:00:25.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Una canción que cantas y sientes como si fuera tuya (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Heart Collector de Nevermore.... Me recuerda mis tiempos en los que me sentia &amp;quot;malota&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actualmente me gusta la canción de Mio de Paulina Goto; está super fresota la rola pero muy liinda a la vez =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3506775567494855061?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3506775567494855061/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3506775567494855061' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3506775567494855061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3506775567494855061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/una-cancion-que-cantas-y-sientes-como.html' title='Una canción que cantas y sientes como si fuera tuya (:'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3959494828310714599</id><published>2010-10-05T23:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T23:14:01.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>que tengo que hacer para ser tu novio?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;muchas muchas muchas cosas.... &lt;br /&gt;Para empezar ser tierno, lindo, no sexista, grandote, serio, geek preferentemente y...Decirme x q me dejas cartitas en mi casillero..!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3959494828310714599?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3959494828310714599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3959494828310714599' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3959494828310714599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3959494828310714599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/10/que-tengo-que-hacer-para-ser-tu-novio.html' title='que tengo que hacer para ser tu novio?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2392444516002804801</id><published>2010-09-28T12:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T12:21:00.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eres buena para el poker?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Lo suficiente... Digamos que soy buena interpretando Gesiculación y Lenguaje corporal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2392444516002804801?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2392444516002804801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2392444516002804801' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2392444516002804801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2392444516002804801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/eres-buena-para-el-poker.html' title='Eres buena para el poker?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7045034920722974028</id><published>2010-09-26T22:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:26:33.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>has roto el corazon de alguien?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Sip....De algunas personas =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7045034920722974028?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7045034920722974028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7045034920722974028' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7045034920722974028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7045034920722974028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/has-roto-el-corazon-de-alguien.html' title='has roto el corazon de alguien?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-269599450938496801</id><published>2010-09-26T22:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:25:49.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>te crees inteligente?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Al menos lo suficiente como para hacer mi Tesis en Física nuclear... &lt;br /&gt;Ser ñoña es mi oscuro pasado y nadie debe enterarse =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-269599450938496801?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/269599450938496801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=269599450938496801' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/269599450938496801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/269599450938496801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/te-crees-inteligente.html' title='te crees inteligente?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-5558502092239659105</id><published>2010-09-26T22:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:20:56.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman o Goku? lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Goku..! &lt;br /&gt;Que yo sepa Goku no tiene puntos débiles&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-5558502092239659105?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/5558502092239659105/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=5558502092239659105' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5558502092239659105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5558502092239659105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/superman-o-goku-lol.html' title='Superman o Goku? lol'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2197461986501036435</id><published>2010-09-26T22:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:16:14.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>te hubieras querido llamar por otro nombre???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Cuando era niña kería llamarme Perlita porque así se llamaba mi amiga imaginaria, Solo que un día me peleé con ella y aborrecí ese nombre =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2197461986501036435?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2197461986501036435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2197461986501036435' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2197461986501036435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2197461986501036435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/te-hubieras-querido-llamar-por-otro.html' title='te hubieras querido llamar por otro nombre???'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-1192488075289934056</id><published>2010-09-26T22:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:10:15.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comida favorita, comida que odias, comida más rarara que has probado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;COMIDA FAVORITA: Las albóndigas q prepara mi madre.&lt;br /&gt;COMIDA QUE ODIO: Cualkier cosa muy picante.&lt;br /&gt;COMIDA MÁS RARA: Pues una vez probé una kesadilla de Flor de calabaza, chapulines en chipotle y huitlacoche, estaba muy rica x cierto :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-1192488075289934056?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/1192488075289934056/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=1192488075289934056' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1192488075289934056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1192488075289934056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/comida-favorita-comida-que-odias-comida.html' title='Comida favorita, comida que odias, comida más rarara que has probado.'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-6782841281594237922</id><published>2010-09-23T14:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T14:46:00.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos a ir a ver scott pilgrim???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;CLAROOOOOOOO..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Aunke M.Cera no me cae muy bien q digamos..Se me hace de más de pendejo. Pero ps todo sea x apoyarte y hartarnos unas palomitas saladas y acarameladas con nachos con hotdog con chocolatitos y cocotas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah..! Y saliendo ps nos vamos a cenar no? =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-6782841281594237922?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/6782841281594237922/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=6782841281594237922' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6782841281594237922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6782841281594237922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/vamos-ir-ver-scott-pilgrim.html' title='Vamos a ir a ver scott pilgrim???'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-923492388040507722</id><published>2010-09-21T12:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:34:40.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sabes cocinar ? lo haces bn?  XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Sip, Si se..aunke el sazón lo heredó mi hermanito.&lt;br /&gt;Presumo de hacer unas costillitas BBQ deliciosas, un spaguetti suculento, Pastel d carne muy bueno y por mi Prepa aprendía a hacer casi todos los dulces caseros conocidos (jamoncillo, cajeta, pipitorias, ate, néctar, garapiñados, keso oaxaca, y muchos más ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-923492388040507722?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/923492388040507722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=923492388040507722' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/923492388040507722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/923492388040507722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/sabes-cocinar-lo-haces-bn-xd.html' title='sabes cocinar ? lo haces bn?  XD'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-6556134580510737698</id><published>2010-09-20T20:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T20:07:17.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>kuantoz novioz az tenido?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;6...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-6556134580510737698?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/6556134580510737698/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=6556134580510737698' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6556134580510737698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6556134580510737698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/kuantoz-novioz-az-tenido.html' title='kuantoz novioz az tenido?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4818412288796689763</id><published>2010-09-18T19:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T19:09:17.768-06:00</updated><title type='text'>En donde te gusta pasar el tiempo??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;en mi depa, casa de mis padres, enlagùn parke, caminando,  no se, la pregunta debiò haber sido màz explìcita no creees.?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4818412288796689763?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4818412288796689763/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4818412288796689763' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4818412288796689763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4818412288796689763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/en-donde-te-gusta-pasar-el-tiempo.html' title='En donde te gusta pasar el tiempo??'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2491428469628917986</id><published>2010-09-18T19:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T19:02:54.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Consola que te gustaria tener?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Ando ganosa de un NDS y rosa pa acabarla de ch..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2491428469628917986?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2491428469628917986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2491428469628917986' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2491428469628917986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2491428469628917986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/consola-que-te-gustaria-tener.html' title='Consola que te gustaria tener?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7764498596400871616</id><published>2010-09-18T19:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T19:02:33.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grupo metalero por el que venderias tu alma para estar en backstage??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Oomph! Pero solo la venderìa x Dero Goi =P&lt;br /&gt;Ademàs de: Megadeth, Soulfly, Rammstein y Sepultura.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7764498596400871616?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7764498596400871616/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7764498596400871616' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7764498596400871616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7764498596400871616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/grupo-metalero-por-el-que-venderias-tu.html' title='Grupo metalero por el que venderias tu alma para estar en backstage??'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4741957270679043205</id><published>2010-09-17T16:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T16:16:56.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>colores favoritos..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeText"&gt;colores favoritos..?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    Answer &lt;a href="http://4ms.me/cwjVbg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4741957270679043205?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4741957270679043205/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4741957270679043205' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4741957270679043205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4741957270679043205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/colores-favoritos.html' title='colores favoritos..?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-1545739154413752217</id><published>2010-09-17T16:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T16:16:31.317-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Con què canciòn suena tu celular..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeText"&gt;Con què canciòn suena tu celular..?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    Answer &lt;a href="http://4ms.me/coYRpB"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-1545739154413752217?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/1545739154413752217/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=1545739154413752217' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1545739154413752217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1545739154413752217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/con-que-cancion-suena-tu-celular.html' title='Con què canciòn suena tu celular..?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-8975846482102605081</id><published>2010-09-17T16:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T16:13:07.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>te gustan los musicos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Sip...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-8975846482102605081?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/8975846482102605081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=8975846482102605081' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/8975846482102605081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/8975846482102605081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/te-gustan-los-musicos.html' title='te gustan los musicos?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7933658828315611978</id><published>2010-09-17T16:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T16:12:37.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Extrañas a alguien en estos momentos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Sip...A Misha =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7933658828315611978?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7933658828315611978/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7933658828315611978' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7933658828315611978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7933658828315611978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/extranas-alguien-en-estos-momentos.html' title='Extrañas a alguien en estos momentos?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-1613196117684396937</id><published>2010-09-17T15:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T15:56:56.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jajaja tu siempre queriendo a moss. Oye recomiendame un libro sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Solo uno..???&lt;br /&gt;A tì q te gusan las novelas gràficas amaràs a Neil Gaiman o Chistopher Paolini, Pero en libros especìficamente te recomiendo &lt;br /&gt;1.- Un beso antes de morir/Ira Levin (un final inesperado y amaràs al protagonista)&lt;br /&gt;2.- El anillo del Nibelungo/Richard Wagner, es èpico y si amas la moitologìa nòrdica te encantarà.&lt;br /&gt;3.- Los hijos de Anansi/ Neil Gaiman, es d mi escritor favorito y te gustarà x todas las fàbulas britànicas q vienen implìcitas en el libro, ademàs de un humor negro muy caracterìstico y agradable.&lt;br /&gt;4.- De poesìa te recomiendo Flores del mal/Charles Baudelaure algo sombrìo pero hermoso sin caer en lo estùpido de los diske darkers.&lt;br /&gt;5.- Cuentos de amor, locura y muerte(Horacio Quiroga, este Uruguayo tiene una particular forma de narrar y mi cuento favorito està en este compendio, se llama La meningitis y su sombra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedo recomendarte muuuuuuuuchos màs, pero depende tus gustos, cualkiera de esos te robarà un suspiro cuando leas la ùltima pàgina y cierres el libro de golpe ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-1613196117684396937?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/1613196117684396937/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=1613196117684396937' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1613196117684396937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1613196117684396937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/jajaja-tu-siempre-queriendo-moss-oye.html' title='Jajaja tu siempre queriendo a moss. Oye recomiendame un libro sale'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3033638788760796527</id><published>2010-09-16T01:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T01:44:47.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo te gustoo ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;insisto....Si eres Dero Goi, Mike Fallik Tom Welling, Moss, Keeanu Reeves p´s si, si me gustas =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3033638788760796527?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3033638788760796527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3033638788760796527' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3033638788760796527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3033638788760796527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/yo-te-gustoo.html' title='Yo te gustoo ??'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-152306588266223651</id><published>2010-09-16T01:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T01:41:31.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me amass ? Se que si :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Pues si eres Moss, Grelina, Alfil, Dero Goi, Mike Fallik. Neil Gaiman o mi papá....entonces si...&lt;br /&gt;x el momento no amo a nadie más&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-152306588266223651?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/152306588266223651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=152306588266223651' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/152306588266223651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/152306588266223651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/me-amass-se-que-si.html' title='Me amass ? Se que si :)'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-9024638504467836269</id><published>2010-09-16T01:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T01:28:50.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Te gustaría que existiera algo como para olvidar los malos momentos de tu vida?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Estoy trabajando en la invención de dicho objeto/instrumento/herramienta/menjurje/madre que haga eso...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-9024638504467836269?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/9024638504467836269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=9024638504467836269' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/9024638504467836269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/9024638504467836269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/te-gustaria-que-existiera-algo-como.html' title='¿Te gustaría que existiera algo como para olvidar los malos momentos de tu vida?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2785697882156043381</id><published>2010-09-13T16:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T16:30:52.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hay alguien en estos momentos que te guste?? D=!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Sip... y mucho... Aunke la soltería es mi fuerte.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2785697882156043381?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2785697882156043381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2785697882156043381' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2785697882156043381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2785697882156043381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/hay-alguien-en-estos-momentos-que-te.html' title='hay alguien en estos momentos que te guste?? D=!'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-9040777303554967864</id><published>2010-09-13T16:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T16:26:28.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor platónico..???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Tengo varios...Dero Goi por supremacia.&lt;br /&gt;Seguido de Keanu Reaves (aunke sea gay); Tom Welling (aunke sea mal actor)y Michael Fallik.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-9040777303554967864?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/9040777303554967864/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=9040777303554967864' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/9040777303554967864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/9040777303554967864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/amor-platonico.html' title='Amor platónico..???'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-5696386806111970041</id><published>2010-09-13T16:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T16:20:21.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuál ha sido el momento más incómodo de TODA tu vida..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeText"&gt;Cuál ha sido el momento más incómodo de TODA tu vida..?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    Answer &lt;a href="http://4ms.me/ckSbBU"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-5696386806111970041?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/5696386806111970041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=5696386806111970041' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5696386806111970041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5696386806111970041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/cual-ha-sido-el-momento-mas-incomodo-de.html' title='Cuál ha sido el momento más incómodo de TODA tu vida..?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7576356671159566210</id><published>2010-09-09T14:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T14:36:28.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tengo una teoría sobre sueños...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TIlFI8iXynI/AAAAAAAAAag/h8QwvHYSUCA/s1600/gatitoduermindo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TIlFI8iXynI/AAAAAAAAAag/h8QwvHYSUCA/s200/gatitoduermindo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515015238683445874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué harías si antes de dormir quedaras con cierta persona que tanto kieres y le preguntases, ¿Kieres soñar conmgo esta noche?&lt;br /&gt;Y si accede...Por la noche, justo al dormir se encuentren en dicho sueño, que comiencen a imaginar juntos y crear cada pétalo, cada vaso de agua, inclusive; crear un universo distinto, todo esto  con el fin de disfrutar el sueño que han creado juntos...&lt;br /&gt;Me fascinaría que esto  se llevara a cabo, puesto que mi viva imaginación crea formas y colores inimaginables cada que mi sueño llega al REM; Sueño mundos, sueño monstruos, sueño hadas, sueño tulipanes azules,  sueño volando sobre mariposas, pero...Mi estúpido subconsciente aun no adkiere la habilidad de soñar con el hombre que me hace sonreir.&lt;br /&gt;Sería fantástico verlo en sueños cada que a mi mente le complazca, tal cual hago con todos mis demás sueños, así; por las mañanas los recordaré ávidamente, sobretodo si Él está presente en ellos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7576356671159566210?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7576356671159566210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7576356671159566210' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7576356671159566210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7576356671159566210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/tengo-una-teoria-sobre-suenos.html' title='Tengo una teoría sobre sueños...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TIlFI8iXynI/AAAAAAAAAag/h8QwvHYSUCA/s72-c/gatitoduermindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-5915109608914365197</id><published>2010-09-09T00:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T00:05:49.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Como te imaginas en 10 años?? Casada?? Los mismos gustos??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Me imagino trabajando y consintiéndome yo misma, haciendo lo q me gusta hacer y disfrutando mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;Obviamente me veo soltera (pero más pronto cae un hablador q un cojo)...&lt;br /&gt;Mismos gustos, Café, Chocolates, Tocino, Gadgets, Libros, Metal, Ánime, Videojuegos...Y&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-5915109608914365197?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/5915109608914365197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=5915109608914365197' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5915109608914365197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5915109608914365197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/como-te-imaginas-en-10-anos-casada-los.html' title='Como te imaginas en 10 años?? Casada?? Los mismos gustos??'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4248850947969696576</id><published>2010-09-09T00:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T00:00:10.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No te incomodan las preguntas anonimas??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;No...En fin, sino me agrada la pregunta simplemente no contesto. &lt;br /&gt;No pienso contestar tonterias como sexo y vulgaridades así q ya se sabe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4248850947969696576?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4248850947969696576/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4248850947969696576' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4248850947969696576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4248850947969696576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-te-incomodan-las-preguntas-anonimas.html' title='No te incomodan las preguntas anonimas??'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2188676102977445011</id><published>2010-09-08T17:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T17:09:56.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueñas....???? Träumst du...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;He aki una cancioncita de una de mis bandas favoritas, más que por el valor musical porque el vocalista es mi fantasía por demasía... Además, Martha Jandová canta muy bien y no está nada mal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hB7GLd-7SQc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tu sabes tan bien como yo que no puedo dormir&lt;br /&gt;porque mis sueños giran siempre sobre ti&lt;br /&gt;durante muchas nochyes he esperado a que vengas a mi&lt;br /&gt;ahora por fin dame la mano y entremos en la luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es un pekeño e insignificante paso&lt;br /&gt;y ya no habrá vuelta atrás&lt;br /&gt;sueñas conmigo esta noche??&lt;br /&gt;saltas conmigo esta noche?? &lt;br /&gt;sueña conmigo hoy...&lt;br /&gt;la libertad es la puertaque me lleva  hacia tu santidad&lt;br /&gt;el deseo te guiará rápidamente hacia tu propia soga&lt;br /&gt;se que no puedes soportarlo&lt;br /&gt;el ruido de la vida&lt;br /&gt;y la trankilidad nos separan solo x un instante&lt;br /&gt;sueñas conmigo esta noche...???&lt;br /&gt;Subes conmigo al tejado????&lt;br /&gt;vamos x favor x favor solo un poco más cerca&lt;br /&gt;vamos x favor x favor x davor x favor&lt;br /&gt;es un pekeño e insignificante paso..y ya no habrá vuelta atrás&lt;br /&gt;subes???&lt;br /&gt;conmigo??&lt;br /&gt;saltas???&lt;br /&gt;conmimgo??&lt;br /&gt;esta noche...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2188676102977445011?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2188676102977445011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2188676102977445011' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2188676102977445011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2188676102977445011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/suenas-traumst-du.html' title='Sueñas....???? Träumst du...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7624019515590938803</id><published>2010-09-08T01:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T01:19:01.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cita perfecta?? jaja que original</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Cenando pizza y chucherias con mi Tigresito después de una sesión de besitos mientras escuchamos Trash metal, vemos pelis y/o ánime y/o serie y jugando...&lt;br /&gt;Muy romántico no..???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7624019515590938803?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7624019515590938803/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7624019515590938803' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7624019515590938803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7624019515590938803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/cita-perfecta-jaja-que-original.html' title='cita perfecta?? jaja que original'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-8147940798151065812</id><published>2010-09-06T21:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:52:59.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Si tuvieras que dejar uno de estos dos cual seria, Coca Cola o CAFE?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;uuuuyyy...!! que crueldad..!&lt;br /&gt;Dejaría la Coca-Cola; x q ella solo tiene un sabor.&lt;br /&gt;En cambio el Café es como mis estados de ánimo, tengo una cosecha distinta para cuando estoy triste, feliz, extasiada, etc etc,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-8147940798151065812?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/8147940798151065812/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=8147940798151065812' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/8147940798151065812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/8147940798151065812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/si-tuvieras-que-dejar-uno-de-estos-dos.html' title='Si tuvieras que dejar uno de estos dos cual seria, Coca Cola o CAFE?????'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4202706520283305679</id><published>2010-09-06T21:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:50:39.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gadget favorito???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Amo los reproductores de música y/o video... aunke ando ganosa de un e-reeder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4202706520283305679?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4202706520283305679/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4202706520283305679' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4202706520283305679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4202706520283305679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/gadget-favorito.html' title='Gadget favorito???'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4304568362155567845</id><published>2010-09-06T21:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:29:07.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alguna decision de la que te arrepientas aun??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;De haber salido con cierta persona...&lt;br /&gt;Me ha causado muuuchos dolores de cabeza y problemas desde que terminamos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4304568362155567845?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4304568362155567845/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4304568362155567845' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4304568362155567845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4304568362155567845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/09/alguna-decision-de-la-que-te.html' title='Alguna decision de la que te arrepientas aun??'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7161613987315476336</id><published>2010-08-26T13:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:56:53.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Regalo que jamas, jamas, jamas te trajo santa???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;La paz mundial...yo la pedí 6 años seguidos y nunca me la dio, Así descubrí q Santa no existe =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7161613987315476336?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7161613987315476336/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7161613987315476336' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7161613987315476336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7161613987315476336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/08/regalo-que-jamas-jamas-jamas-te-trajo.html' title='Regalo que jamas, jamas, jamas te trajo santa???'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4071938686339940863</id><published>2010-08-25T16:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T16:58:25.018-06:00</updated><title type='text'>que prefieres: novio infiel o amante ferviente?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Amante ferviente por muuuuuucho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4071938686339940863?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4071938686339940863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4071938686339940863' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4071938686339940863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4071938686339940863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/08/que-prefieres-novio-infiel-o-amante.html' title='que prefieres: novio infiel o amante ferviente?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7749416787722145673</id><published>2010-08-25T16:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T16:18:28.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Si lo lees mañana... Te gusto la sorpresa???    Si lo lees hoy... Espero te guste la sorpresa!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Pues...Creo q lo leí hoy...O era una pregunta retórica...???&lt;br /&gt;Esperemos q me guste =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7749416787722145673?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7749416787722145673/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7749416787722145673' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7749416787722145673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7749416787722145673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/08/si-lo-lees-manana-te-gusto-la-sorpresa.html' title='Si lo lees mañana... Te gusto la sorpresa???    Si lo lees hoy... Espero te guste la sorpresa!!!!'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-1174884179160250981</id><published>2010-08-25T10:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:33:26.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comida favorita...????</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Amo las albóndigas que cocina mi madre; además de la carne asada y arroz con elote y keso, Yummi Yummi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/bellencita?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-1174884179160250981?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/1174884179160250981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=1174884179160250981' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1174884179160250981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1174884179160250981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/08/comida-favorita.html' title='Comida favorita...????'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-1146912909813805731</id><published>2010-08-13T22:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:32:29.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>?   ?   ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TGYbv9SVB5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/_zy62LrWJoM/s1600/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TGYbv9SVB5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/_zy62LrWJoM/s200/blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505118105226250130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preguntas si he cometido errores?&lt;br /&gt;Preguntas si lo indebido ha acariciado mi rostro?&lt;br /&gt;Las cosas no marchan muy bien desde que no estás….&lt;br /&gt;Mis planes podrían resultar fallidos, solo podré decirte que algo cambiará &lt;br /&gt;Haré todo lo que en mi pueda para modificar mi vida, todo es rutina y monotonía&lt;br /&gt;Debo alejarme, alejarme cuanto más pueda de ti y nuestros recuerdos, &lt;br /&gt;Esos silencios que son estruendos en mi mente y ese susurro que grita mil pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;Me alejaré de tu presencia… mas no prometo volver, no prometo llevarte conmigo y peor aun, no prometo tenerte en mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Algún día, espero volver a verte… Hasta entonces Mi “amor” de antaño.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-1146912909813805731?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/1146912909813805731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=1146912909813805731' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1146912909813805731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1146912909813805731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='?   ?   ?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TGYbv9SVB5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/_zy62LrWJoM/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-6716372748807326640</id><published>2010-08-13T22:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:23:50.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>INSPIRADO EN 1984...</title><content type='html'>Mi mente no lo concibe...&lt;br /&gt;Escribir un diario en el que el presente siempre esté ahí.&lt;br /&gt;Que el pasado sea modificado a conveniencia, eliminandolos errores y la ventura de antaño.&lt;br /&gt;Intentar vivir solo con el presente, olvidando toooooodo lo demás; como un manuscrito corregido una y mil veces más,&lt;br /&gt;sin percatarte de que sea una barata imitación.&lt;br /&gt;Yo no olvido mis errores; pues he aprendido de ellos.&lt;br /&gt;Y tampoco olvido mis aventuras, pues me siguen divirtiendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sino...¿Qué caso tendría seguir viviendo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-6716372748807326640?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/6716372748807326640/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=6716372748807326640' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6716372748807326640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6716372748807326640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/08/inspirado-en-1984.html' title='INSPIRADO EN 1984...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2724796915566942324</id><published>2010-08-13T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T22:16:41.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valdrá la pena...</title><content type='html'>Por hoy, todo ha de cambiar, ha de ser distinto. La vida es corta y he de vivirla al máximo, &lt;br /&gt;Antes que el dulce hálito de la juventud sea despedido de mi vida he de aprovechar mi fuerza, mi valentía mucho antes que la madurez toque a mi puerta.&lt;br /&gt;Ya no viviré para los demás, Ya no más!!!&lt;br /&gt;Disfrutaré cada día como si fuese el último pues en esta jornada la única certeza es que vas a morir.&lt;br /&gt;Aprovecharé los llamados, iré a todos los caminos; Y…Si llegase a ser posible…Experimentaré el amor, lo tomaré como un privilegio más concedido.&lt;br /&gt;Solo espero no salir lastimada y herida, aunque; si así fuese, Bien habrá valido la pena!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2724796915566942324?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2724796915566942324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2724796915566942324' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2724796915566942324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2724796915566942324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/08/valdra-la-pena.html' title='Valdrá la pena...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-8950448337844963103</id><published>2010-08-03T02:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T02:53:51.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimamente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TFfZCKwDlGI/AAAAAAAAAXs/G7Q81WTErbs/s1600/fot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TFfZCKwDlGI/AAAAAAAAAXs/G7Q81WTErbs/s320/fot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501104101125231714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haz formado parte de mis sueños y mis suspiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente, respiro profundo, cierro mis ojos y pienso que estàs a mi lado.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente, camino buscando tu silueta cerca y canto todo akello que me recuerda a Tí.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente, estás en mis oraciones, mis desvelos y mis dichas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente...He comenzado a kererte, lenta pero certeramente... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No te asustes mi niño; No te haré daño, No esta vez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-8950448337844963103?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/8950448337844963103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=8950448337844963103' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/8950448337844963103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/8950448337844963103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/08/ultimamente.html' title='Ultimamente...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/TFfZCKwDlGI/AAAAAAAAAXs/G7Q81WTErbs/s72-c/fot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-1146504899368692658</id><published>2010-04-30T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T10:51:21.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor de antaño...</title><content type='html'>Hoy veo con tristeza que has cambiado. y peor aún, Has cambiado para mal.&lt;br /&gt;No logro encontrar todas akellas virtudes que antaño me derretían.&lt;br /&gt;No percibo la esencia de tu alma que antes fuera pura.&lt;br /&gt;No siento la calidez de tu espíritu ni la dulzura de tu mirada.&lt;br /&gt;El rencor poseyó tu cuerpo y ahora no eres (Al menos para mí) más que otra criatura insignificante que osa aparentar ser ruin y atroz.&lt;br /&gt;Anhelaba perderme en tus tiernos ojos; Más ahora solo encontré furia y resentimiento.&lt;br /&gt;Pues el transcurso de las lunas desgarró este cariño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo siento mi amor de antaño... Hoy ya no eres especial para mí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-1146504899368692658?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/1146504899368692658/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=1146504899368692658' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1146504899368692658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1146504899368692658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor-de-antano.html' title='Amor de antaño...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3388094663672696730</id><published>2010-04-29T11:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:52:10.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S9nHP7Q15eI/AAAAAAAAAXk/JMQOT8GVaaA/s1600/destino1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S9nHP7Q15eI/AAAAAAAAAXk/JMQOT8GVaaA/s320/destino1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465618699211105762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se dice que el destino ya está creado; Y que solo basta observar su transcurso.&lt;br /&gt;Que todas las líneas están escritas y formadas.&lt;br /&gt;Pero... ¿Qué hay entre ellas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre las líneas existen espacios infimamente pequeños, Más no por ello menos vistos o importantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién nos asegura que podamos encontrarnos con el destino y descubrir que entre las líneas el azar rige esos instantes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Factible...¿No?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3388094663672696730?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3388094663672696730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3388094663672696730' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3388094663672696730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3388094663672696730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/04/se-dice-que-el-destino-ya-esta-creado-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S9nHP7Q15eI/AAAAAAAAAXk/JMQOT8GVaaA/s72-c/destino1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-6108526040782983627</id><published>2010-03-23T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T14:00:55.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy soñé que te tenía</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S6kmzuzglsI/AAAAAAAAAWw/BpICINRokHY/s1600-h/Recargado.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S6kmzuzglsI/AAAAAAAAAWw/BpICINRokHY/s320/Recargado.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451931494087956162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy soñé que te tenía...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soñé como me recostaba en tu pecho y acariciaba tus cabellos, soñé que te despertaban mis tiernos besos matutinos&lt;br /&gt;soñé que pronunciabas mi nombre, seguido de un "Te quiero"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soñé que te abrazaba fuerte y tu sentías mi miedo de perterte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soñé que soñabas conmigo y me hacías presa de tus labios  que soñabas con tenerme, Así tal cual yo te sueño.&lt;br /&gt;cuan grata fue mi sorpresa al percatarme que no era un sueño...&lt;br /&gt;Pues desperté y ahi estabas.&lt;br /&gt;Solo eso, pudo superar mi sueño; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven, Ahora durmamos de nuevo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-6108526040782983627?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/6108526040782983627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=6108526040782983627' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6108526040782983627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6108526040782983627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/03/hoy-sone-que-te-tenia.html' title='Hoy soñé que te tenía'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S6kmzuzglsI/AAAAAAAAAWw/BpICINRokHY/s72-c/Recargado.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7887850864096150193</id><published>2010-03-16T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T13:29:16.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu decides!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S5_qEeJ9HJI/AAAAAAAAAWg/A1bJOggzxfE/s1600-h/en_hc_street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S5_qEeJ9HJI/AAAAAAAAAWg/A1bJOggzxfE/s200/en_hc_street.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449331436676783250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En principio, me agradaba tu silueta y atraías mi mirada con tu presencia; Pero ahora suspiro al pronunciar tu nombre, me enamora tu inteligencia, me conmueve tu dulzura, me sorprende tu pasión y adoro tu sentido del humor.&lt;br /&gt;He intentado encontrar un solo defecto en tu persona y solo obtuve resultados fallidos. Pues me eres sumamente interesante.&lt;br /&gt;Date cuenta que estoy ahí, Solo para Ti; Como un simple objeto para tu uso a conveniencia o como la mujer que comienza a quererte por tus mil y un virtudes.&lt;br /&gt;Tu decides corazón…Tu decides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7887850864096150193?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7887850864096150193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7887850864096150193' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7887850864096150193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7887850864096150193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/03/tu-decides.html' title='Tu decides!'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S5_qEeJ9HJI/AAAAAAAAAWg/A1bJOggzxfE/s72-c/en_hc_street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7213203363800021911</id><published>2010-03-16T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T13:27:49.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rueguen que así sea...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S5_pry7SMvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pGBkjTcsF0U/s1600-h/HF209__ID107624_N165_P001(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S5_pry7SMvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pGBkjTcsF0U/s200/HF209__ID107624_N165_P001(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449331012755665650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hacia tanto y tanto que no dolía este sucio corazón…&lt;br /&gt;Mis errores pasados me persiguen, quisiera volver atrás el tiempo y borrar mis estúpidas decisiones.&lt;br /&gt;Es cierto que el hubiera no existe; pero me es preciso actuar en el presente, olvidando el pasado para que estés en mi futuro.&lt;br /&gt;Daría todo cuanto pudiera por regresar el tiempo y conocerte en distinta forma &lt;br /&gt;Si desaparezco… es muy factible que esté planeando la invención de una máquina del tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Rueguen que así sea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7213203363800021911?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7213203363800021911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7213203363800021911' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7213203363800021911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7213203363800021911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2010/03/rueguen-que-asi-sea.html' title='Rueguen que así sea...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/S5_pry7SMvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pGBkjTcsF0U/s72-c/HF209__ID107624_N165_P001(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3533165683648096027</id><published>2009-12-02T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T02:02:10.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Siguiendo con esos días azules...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Cqp3uQnZsc&amp;NR=1&amp;feature=fvwp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción habla de como me siento...Aprovechando q está subtitulada x akello de no batallar jo jo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.D. Un día azul es un sinónimo d un día triste...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3533165683648096027?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3533165683648096027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3533165683648096027' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3533165683648096027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3533165683648096027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2009/12/siguiendo-con-esos-dias-azules.html' title='Siguiendo con esos días azules...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4157734076164429321</id><published>2009-11-27T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:20:00.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME DUELE EL ALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/Sw-Lp_4_ntI/AAAAAAAAAWA/j0_m9cutKLI/s1600/ultimas+d+pelo+negro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/Sw-Lp_4_ntI/AAAAAAAAAWA/j0_m9cutKLI/s200/ultimas+d+pelo+negro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408695231136636626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun no tengo muy en claro que sientes por mí, kisiera creer q me amas la mitad de como yo te amo a tí pero.... No logro percibirlo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez no haya identificado tus expresiones de amor, pues cada día me lastiman más y más tus insulsos comentarios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no siento una pizca de ternura y ni un suspiro he logrado robarte de tus labios.&lt;br /&gt;Esos labios que últimamente no han hecho más que golpear mi espíritu.&lt;br /&gt; Si bien parezca fuerte adivina algo: No lo soy!!!&lt;br /&gt;Soy el inistrumento más frágil jamás conocido, aunke debo aceptar que no fallaste en tratarme como tal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón lentamente ha dejado de latir por tí.&lt;br /&gt;Te Amo... Y he tratado de hacértelo entender de una y mil maneras, puer por tí he hecho lo que jamás consideré prudente....&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez deba ensañarme contigo pues solo así entenderás cuán valiosa soy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué opinas "Amado mio"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4157734076164429321?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4157734076164429321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4157734076164429321' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4157734076164429321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4157734076164429321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-duele-el-alma.html' title='ME DUELE EL ALMA'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/Sw-Lp_4_ntI/AAAAAAAAAWA/j0_m9cutKLI/s72-c/ultimas+d+pelo+negro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2522144997115441039</id><published>2009-09-15T12:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T12:57:03.310-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo d mis mórbidos gustos'/><title type='text'>Y sí...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/Sq_jE1DIbmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/srAT45pOo0k/s1600-h/roja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/Sq_jE1DIbmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/srAT45pOo0k/s200/roja.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381769751830228578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin tí...q habría, Q pasaría? dónde estaría?&lt;br /&gt;No t has hecho esa pregunta...???&lt;br /&gt;Y si existiera un mundo subalterno donde nos encontráramos?&lt;br /&gt;Y si en esa dimensión paralela Nosotros no existiéramos? Solo fueras Tu y Yo.&lt;br /&gt;A lado,pero no juntos... Q fín nos depararía?&lt;br /&gt;Sería mejor? Sería peor? Sería hilarante? Sería Humillante?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si nuestras almas se encontrasen incluso en otro mundo; y conviviéramos d igual manera como ahora hacemos???&lt;br /&gt;Y si volviéramos a vivir esta odisea en akella dimensión???&lt;br /&gt;Y si supiéramos nuestros destino juntos... Lo repetirías????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estarías dispuesto a conocerme d nuevo y volver a vivir todo cuanto hemos compartido???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2522144997115441039?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2522144997115441039/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2522144997115441039' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2522144997115441039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2522144997115441039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2009/09/y-si.html' title='Y sí...?'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/Sq_jE1DIbmI/AAAAAAAAAT8/srAT45pOo0k/s72-c/roja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7461315601395767172</id><published>2009-08-22T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:24:57.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DECLARACIÓN DE AMOR...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SpBiCsSicRI/AAAAAAAAAT0/VUKCDsoC3xk/s1600-h/HF150__ID107624_N106_P001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SpBiCsSicRI/AAAAAAAAAT0/VUKCDsoC3xk/s320/HF150__ID107624_N106_P001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372902153841176850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qu´&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;q pasaría si dejase de existir?&lt;br /&gt;qué habría sin mi cuerpo rondando en este mundo?&lt;br /&gt;qué pensarías si mi corazón dejase de latir?&lt;br /&gt;qué harías si mi espíritu ya no conviviera con el tuyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me extrañarías?&lt;br /&gt;me recordarías?&lt;br /&gt;a dónde irían mis pertenencias?&lt;br /&gt;qué harías con mi cuerpo?&lt;br /&gt;cambiarias mi lugar por alguien más?&lt;br /&gt;renovarias tu amor para con una perra disfrazada de mujer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he pensado que pasaría si en tí ya no existiera el más ínfimo &lt;br /&gt;sentimiento hacia mí... &lt;br /&gt;qué harías si mi cuerpo fétido ya no tuviera la chispa de mi esencia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acaso me amarias hasta que tu respiración cese?&lt;br /&gt;o al notar mi ausencia tomarías cualerquier insulsa bestia para amar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es por eso que he llegado a este simple conclusión:&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres mio obscuro ángel, y de nadie más, tu alma me pertenece&lt;br /&gt;he comprado a precio de sangre tu espíritu y merezo ser dueña en totalidad de tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;si algún día decidieras alejarte de mi guarida, perderte de mi vista&lt;br /&gt;o acortar tus sentimientos hacia mi, en ese día conocerás el monstruo que en verdad suelo ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando te alejes de mí encontraré la manera de asesinar cualquier sentimiento tuyo hacia alguien más&lt;br /&gt;desollaré suspiros ajenos a mí y asfixiaré las caricias que no me pertenezcan&lt;br /&gt;tu amor es mio y de nadie más, haré todo cuanto me pidas para complacerte, pero si tan solo pensarás alejarte demí&lt;br /&gt;golpearé hasta desangrar tu alma y tomaré fuertemente tu corazón en mis manos hasta que lso latidos sucumban lentamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tal vez tu cuerpo deba ser ocultado, es por esto que la noche y la niebla serán mis sucias cómplices, ellas y yo cometeremos el crimen perfecto&lt;br /&gt;eliminaremos tu cuerpo y haremos añicos tu espíritu para que jamás sean encontrados&lt;br /&gt;los detalles precisos no te los daré a conocer... sin embargo puedes estar seguro que no será nada grato y rápido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insisto... pues tu amor es mio, me pertenece... a mí.. solo a mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es por esto que solo puedo asegurarte algo: &lt;br /&gt;estaremos juntos hasta que TU muerte nos separe amor mio&lt;br /&gt;o... piensas lo contrario???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7461315601395767172?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7461315601395767172/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7461315601395767172' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7461315601395767172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7461315601395767172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2009/08/declaracion-de-amor.html' title='DECLARACIÓN DE AMOR...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SpBiCsSicRI/AAAAAAAAAT0/VUKCDsoC3xk/s72-c/HF150__ID107624_N106_P001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4214579844686493137</id><published>2009-06-05T10:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T02:13:23.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LISTA D REGALOS PA MI CUMPLEEEE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SilMex-NJ3I/AAAAAAAAAQo/hEfZ60r1VrQ/s1600-h/9_8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SilMex-NJ3I/AAAAAAAAAQo/hEfZ60r1VrQ/s200/9_8.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343886524545836914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola a todos!!! El próximo 27 de Junio es mi Vigésimo Segundo Aniversario d natalicio (mi cumpleaños 22 para q entiendan ineptos **ineptos en el buen sentido d la palabra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asi q aki está la lista d las 60 cosas q kiero para mi Cumpleaños, no rekiero todas, pero como hay "malos regalos" prefiero  q me obsekien cosas lindas jejejeje.&lt;br /&gt;Aki la tienen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.- El DVD d la película d Coraline d Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;2.- Cualeskier libro del escritor (y también mi fantasia) Neil Gaiman&lt;br /&gt;3.- Algún peluche, postal, carta, bolsa, cuaderno, pluma o lo q sea con figura d Garfield; y si Garfield trae al Teddy mejor&lt;br /&gt;4.- Algún libro de Ira Levin (excepto Rosemary..s baby y Un beso antes d morir x q ya los tengo)&lt;br /&gt;5.- Algún libro d Charles Baudalaure&lt;br /&gt;6.- Algún libro d Arthur Rimbaud&lt;br /&gt;7.- un poster d Keanu Reeves&lt;br /&gt;8.- un poster d Tom Welling&lt;br /&gt;9.- UN POSTER GIGANTE D KEANU REEVES Y TOM WELLING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;10.- Un mariposario d mariposas exóticas, preferentemente d colores obscuros&lt;br /&gt;11.- Algún Cd o DVD d alguna d las siguientes bandas: Nevermore, Virgin black, Sepultura, Megadeth, Judas priest, Demon hunter, Rob rock, o alguna muuuy buena banda d metal.&lt;br /&gt;12.- Una chamarra negra rocker talla mediana&lt;br /&gt;13.- Algún anillo d acero inoxidable Número 7&lt;br /&gt;14.- Alguna litografía d HR Giger&lt;br /&gt;15.- un peluche d Gloomy bear&lt;br /&gt;16.- Un día Suuuper Especial con Mi Chifu!!!&lt;br /&gt;17.- Una gargantilla d plata&lt;br /&gt;18.- CHOCOLATES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;19.- Otra cosas d Garfield&lt;br /&gt;20.- Un gatit@ negr@&lt;br /&gt;21.- Un pin con la cruz d hierro&lt;br /&gt;22.- Un pin con el aguila juarizta&lt;br /&gt;23.- Un lobo negro d cerámica&lt;br /&gt;24.- Un cuadro con mariposas&lt;br /&gt;25.- Algún libro d Arthur [Rimbaud&lt;br /&gt;26.- Un pastel d triple chocolate&lt;br /&gt;27.- Guantes largos d encaje negro&lt;br /&gt;28.- Orejitas d conejita d terciopelo&lt;br /&gt;29.- Un cascabel para colgarlo d mi cuello&lt;br /&gt;30.- Un rollo d cinta q diga "DANGER"&lt;br /&gt;31.- Un pisapapeles d dragón&lt;br /&gt;32.- Una placa con mi nombre y tipo d sangre (Soy O-)&lt;br /&gt;33.- Una botella d Khalua&lt;br /&gt;34.- Una baraja negra&lt;br /&gt;35.- Un cubilete&lt;br /&gt;36.- Una pluma fuente&lt;br /&gt;37.- La pelicula d La lista d Shindler&lt;br /&gt;38.- Un iman para el refri con forma d mariposa&lt;br /&gt;39.- Una texana negra (sip. kiero una texana!)&lt;br /&gt;40.- Unos calcetines q tienen división en los deditos, los amo!!!&lt;br /&gt;41.- Una almohada con forma d Domo Kun&lt;br /&gt;42.- Una charola d Sushi (para mi solita)&lt;br /&gt;43.- Un fraskito d cerezas en almibar&lt;br /&gt;44.- Unas velitas con aroma a canela&lt;br /&gt;45.- Un cuaderno con hojas negras forrado en terciopelo&lt;br /&gt;46.- Un parche d Sepultura para mi mochila&lt;br /&gt;47.- Una makinita d Sudoku&lt;br /&gt;48.- Otro pastel d Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;49.- Un arbolito Bonzai&lt;br /&gt;50.- Un pez (con todo y pecera)&lt;br /&gt;51.- Una macetita con cualeskier plantita, pa no estar tan sola :(&lt;br /&gt;52.- Q alguien kiebre los gnomos d cerámica d la vecina&lt;br /&gt;53.- Q alguien calle al Chihuahueño d la otra vecina cuando salgo al OXXO&lt;br /&gt;54.- Unos lentes d policia ochentero&lt;br /&gt;55.- Un cortauñas pa las uñas d mis piecesitos&lt;br /&gt;56.- Un tapete pal baño x q me resbalo muuuucho al bañarme&lt;br /&gt;57.- Unas galletas oreo d chocolate blanco&lt;br /&gt;58.- Un despertador d los viejitos (q monserguean demasiado)&lt;br /&gt;59.- mmmmm Se me agotaron las ideas, supongo q si me regalan amor no me enojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.- pero lo mejor d tooooodo, kiero pasar ese dia con mis amigos LA FAMILIAAA!!! Aprovechar al máximo mi cumple con mis amigos del alma, con kienes comparto el pan y la sal: Cindirella, Kike, El becerro, Jorge, El Negro y Mi Chifuuu!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gracias, y si se llegan a acordar d mi cumple, con eso seré muucho más q feliz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4214579844686493137?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4214579844686493137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4214579844686493137' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4214579844686493137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4214579844686493137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2009/06/lista-d-regalos-pa-mi-cumpleeee.html' title='LISTA D REGALOS PA MI CUMPLEEEE!!!!'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SilMex-NJ3I/AAAAAAAAAQo/hEfZ60r1VrQ/s72-c/9_8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-51676489854521154</id><published>2009-05-28T03:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:32:22.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OCURRENCIAS D MADRUGADA...</title><content type='html'>Me gustaría salvaguardarte bajo mis brazos y cubrirte con mis alas; aunke por mi naturaleza seguro te lastimaría.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me encantaría protegerte de los males q te asedian, causarte adicción a mis caricias y besarte eternamente; aunke probablemente solo te cause más problemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo soy una depredadora aprendiendo a amar... no deseo hacerte daño; aunke tal vez te asesine en el intento. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T E   A M O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-51676489854521154?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/51676489854521154/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=51676489854521154' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/51676489854521154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/51676489854521154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2009/05/ocurrencias-d-madrugada.html' title='OCURRENCIAS D MADRUGADA...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-8701031333434724927</id><published>2009-04-23T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:34:29.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo ...</title><content type='html'>Quiero tenerte a mi lado justo en este instante, quiero acariciar tu rostro y besar tus cálidos labios, aun no recuerdo cuando entraste en mi vida, pero sí tengo muy en claro cuando significas para mí.&lt;br /&gt;¡Te extraño tanto! No puedo lograra nada para coincibir estar contigo, no puedo emprender cualeskier empresa para poseerte, cualkier intento me resultaría fallido por kerer estrecharte en mis asfixiantes brazos...&lt;br /&gt;Por ahora solo soy una inslolente criatura sin fortuna y desdicha; pero cuando vuelvas a mi lado me concvertirás en la criatua más feliz y afortunada sobhre la faz de la Tierra... T E  A M O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-8701031333434724927?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/8701031333434724927/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=8701031333434724927' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/8701031333434724927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/8701031333434724927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2009/04/solo-acg.html' title='Solo ...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-7309712748451712580</id><published>2009-03-10T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:48:12.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='degenere...'/><title type='text'>El final y el comienzo...</title><content type='html'>Porque todo final posee un comienzo...&lt;br /&gt;Cada intermedio data un preludio&lt;br /&gt;¿Me es preciso instar cuándo dejé de amarte?&lt;br /&gt;Pues me obligarías a retroceder en el tiempo y narrar este sucio decaimiento...&lt;br /&gt;Es por esto que los finales solo serán finales&lt;br /&gt;Y los comienzos: Un Abismo de Posibilidades!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-7309712748451712580?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/7309712748451712580/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=7309712748451712580' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7309712748451712580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/7309712748451712580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-final-y-el-comienzo.html' title='El final y el comienzo...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3144013215949719234</id><published>2009-02-07T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T01:48:26.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Días, semanas, meses e incluso años</title><content type='html'>Centenas de días han pasado ante mis ojos; meses de digno descanso, años de paz melancólica.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora la nostalgia me ataca, me implora un recuento de los daños, los sinsabores y los atavios de antaño; la melancolía la ha acompañado pues desea conocer mis dolores y desdichas… la remembranza ha sido hecha, sin haber podido encontrar dignos frutos de tristeza y sufrimiento; mil y un razones han inventado estas 2 urracas traicioneras más yo conozco el verdadero motivo:&lt;br /&gt;En todo este tiempo a tu lado no he sufrido ni un desvelo, no he derramado una gota de sangre y no he perdido  un solo suspiro. Tú eres aquel dulce ángel que me ha cubierto con su amor, que me  ha besado con sus palabras y me ha acariciado con su pasión.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora veo todo lo que he aprendido a tu lado, han sido muchas y gratas experiencias, mismas que no arrebataré de mis recuerdos jamás, he pasado silencios delirantes a tu lado, he disfrutado abismos de lujuria y he poseido tu espíritu sediento una y mil veces. Mi alma se ha acostumbrado a ti, a percibir tu aliento en mi corazón, que momentos aquellos!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bien  podría manchar miles de hojas de papel describiendo mi amor por ti, contando los obscuros instantes conviviendo con tu alma o portando con honor tu esencia, pero por ahora solo instaré decirte con frívolas palabras todo cuanto mi alma posee y siente.   TE AMO!&lt;br /&gt;Hasta que la obscuridad cese y la luz olvide su nombre…  TE AMO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3144013215949719234?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3144013215949719234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3144013215949719234' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3144013215949719234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3144013215949719234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2009/02/dias-semanas-meses-e-incluso-anos.html' title='Días, semanas, meses e incluso años'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-932061838659933322</id><published>2009-01-21T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:48:00.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA VENTA D MI ALMA HE CONSUMADO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SXfdeFKivlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/pflMtUHHRUY/s1600-h/97.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SXfdeFKivlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/pflMtUHHRUY/s200/97.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293943395849518674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Soledad cruda que aquejas mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Sadismo puro que atormentas mi espíritu&lt;br /&gt;Sufrimiento antigüo que profanas mis recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;Frívolo ser padre de estas insolentes criaturas... VEN A MI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muéstrame el papel firmado con mi sangre&lt;br /&gt;Recita los versos escritos en él&lt;br /&gt;Proclama a la ventura el significado&lt;br /&gt;y adéntrate en él&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La venta de mi alma he consumado&lt;br /&gt;La osadia imperdonable de un crimen atroz&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo póstumo homenaje a mi cruel vivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora todo es lóbrega fantasia:&lt;br /&gt;Su voz, Su risa, Su calor&lt;br /&gt;Cierro los ojos y ahí está&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enorme precio he pagado por acariciar su rostro&lt;br /&gt;y ser visible ante sus ojos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enorme precio que no basta! pues ahora lo tengo entre mis garras&lt;br /&gt;Acariciándolo pues está aterrado, pero por fin es mio y solo mio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La venta de mi alma he consumado... pero por fin es mio y solo mio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-932061838659933322?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/932061838659933322/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=932061838659933322' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/932061838659933322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/932061838659933322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2009/01/la-venta-d-mi-alma-he-consumado.html' title='LA VENTA D MI ALMA HE CONSUMADO...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SXfdeFKivlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/pflMtUHHRUY/s72-c/97.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2911500309534124340</id><published>2008-12-05T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:01:04.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regresa amado mio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;En las bastas lagunas de Estigia, donde los causes de mi rio carmesí abundan, ese efímero órgano al cual le atribuimos todos los sentimientos y emociones me atormenta día y noche; Noche y día.&lt;br /&gt;De día, muy temprano al amanecer los nítidos rayos del sol acarician mi rostro, juegan con mi pelo y tocan mis hombros de esa forma q me hace estremecer, mejor dicho, de la manera en la que tú lo  sueles hacer.&lt;br /&gt;Por la tarde este extraño órgano palpita cada vez más fuerte y más punzante, pues las sombras que atrae el viento adoptan tu inkietante figura, se posan delante mio sádicamente para recordar mi desdicha, y susurran con tu mismísimo timbre de voz  provocando revolotear mis tristezas y sinsabores.&lt;br /&gt;Por la noche, mis recuerdos susurran letanías de luto por tu pronta venida y al recostarme en mi triste lecho la melancolñia akeja este insensible órgano, mientras él, vuelve este líkido escarlata en azufre hirviente, lastima mi antes insensible cuerpo y tortura mi insolente ser... Uno al tiempo tooodo mi cuerpo suplica ávidamente: Regresa amado mio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2911500309534124340?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2911500309534124340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2911500309534124340' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2911500309534124340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2911500309534124340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2008/12/regresa-amado-mio.html' title='Regresa amado mio!'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-2184624064961397283</id><published>2008-11-06T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T05:19:29.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B. A. R.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SRLglFWdWKI/AAAAAAAAAOs/XFDPyhFUmaU/s1600-h/no+son+los+muertos....JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SRLglFWdWKI/AAAAAAAAAOs/XFDPyhFUmaU/s320/no+son+los+muertos....JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265517842045687970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-2184624064961397283?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/2184624064961397283/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=2184624064961397283' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2184624064961397283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/2184624064961397283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2008/11/b-r.html' title='B. A. R.'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SRLglFWdWKI/AAAAAAAAAOs/XFDPyhFUmaU/s72-c/no+son+los+muertos....JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-6023195441570623954</id><published>2008-11-06T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T05:16:45.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INFIERNO Y PARAISO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porke todos poseemos un paraiso terrenal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Un lugar mágico donde las ilusiones vielvan en realidad, un lugar donde el sufrimiento y ya infelicidad ya no son la constante acción que nos aqueja!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque no es necesario esperar ir al cielo para obtener la felicidad, y No es necesario ir al infierno para conocer las lagunas de Estigia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Cuántas y cuántas vees nos habremos protegido en nuestro muy particular refugio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Cuántas y cuántas veces nos habremos escapado de nuestra lçobrega y cruel realidad para correr ansiosos a ese lugar donde el tiempo transcurre en cantidad más lento que lo habitual?, ¿por la razón simple de que en ese inbtérvalo hay verdadera felicidad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Porque certeramente no conozco mi ferugio de la felicidad, Más si bien visualizo mi fatal obscuridad, no hablando de un étereo lugar en el futuro... Sino de aqui mismo, algún enfermo y sucio lugar en la Tierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SRLfwqURouI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YvbxwekpOEQ/s1600-h/Copia+de+BandW.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SRLfwqURouI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YvbxwekpOEQ/s200/Copia+de+BandW.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265516941435577058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-6023195441570623954?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/6023195441570623954/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=6023195441570623954' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6023195441570623954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/6023195441570623954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2008/11/infierno-y-paraiso.html' title='INFIERNO Y PARAISO'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SRLfwqURouI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YvbxwekpOEQ/s72-c/Copia+de+BandW.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-3968226367119376624</id><published>2008-11-04T00:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:21:30.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOMINGO EXTREMO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SQ_3oKephfI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2BIjkNz115A/s1600-h/rafa+y+yo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SQ_3oKephfI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2BIjkNz115A/s200/rafa+y+yo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264698758799132146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Akel domingo fue extremo! Tokín, choke, aborto espontáneo, gente nueva, apuros y demás tonterias...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero lo mejor d todo! no cambiaría ese domingo x nada del mundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Espero verte en otro tokín Rafa, a ver sino kedaste espantado jajaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Larga vida al m,etal hermano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lo mejor d lo mejor, la voz chillona d la acompañante, he aprendido el nuevo significado d la palabra "pedo" jeje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-3968226367119376624?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/3968226367119376624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=3968226367119376624' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3968226367119376624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/3968226367119376624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2008/11/domingo-extremo.html' title='DOMINGO EXTREMO!!!'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SQ_3oKephfI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2BIjkNz115A/s72-c/rafa+y+yo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-5570390162782240408</id><published>2008-10-23T23:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:53:06.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo d mis mórbidos gustos'/><title type='text'>CARO DATA VERMIBUS</title><content type='html'>La densa noche adornada con nítidas nubes me recuerda a Tí.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy:.. un agudo yn entrañable dolor me trajo el recuerdo de tu amor, mi doloroso amor.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy, las sombras que atrae el viento susurran a mi oido con tu mismísimo timbre de voz, y lo peor es que bien podría jurar por mi alma misma que no estaba pensando en Tí.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy...Entre la obscuridad vislumbré tu silueta, bien parecía que te hubiese invocado. Días atrás; te podía confundir fácilmente con otras sombras e incluso proclamaba tu desgraciado nombre para llamar a mis demonios y amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy... Al caminar cabisbaja con un claro de luna como mi única compañía, recordé tu forma de amarme: Seca, Apática, Voluble, Inconsientem y Yo, cual buen perro fiel siguiendo tus pasos y acatando tus órdenes.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy... Recuerdo que ciertamente no eras el mejor de los amantes, y peor aun, no te esmerabas en serlo.&lt;br /&gt;¡Lástima! Grito a los 4 vientosm pues si tan solo volvieras, mi agobiante sufrir cesaría o tal vez crecería en gran tamaño.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy... Y solo por Hoy, recordé mi lóbrego y sufrido amor... Y así será cada vez que el dolor clame mi nombre y la desgracia se ensañe conmigo; Pues esa es la única manera en la que viene a mi la sombra acosante de tu recuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;Si mi agobiante amor tuviera nombre, deletraría sin dudar: O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-5570390162782240408?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/5570390162782240408/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=5570390162782240408' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5570390162782240408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/5570390162782240408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2008/10/caro-data-vermibus.html' title='CARO DATA VERMIBUS'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-1352186348973757370</id><published>2008-10-23T23:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:51:15.441-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algo d mis mórbidos gustos'/><title type='text'>Algo duele...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SQFiNEjAGeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m6skhl2-z84/s1600-h/neil+gaiman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SQFiNEjAGeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m6skhl2-z84/s200/neil+gaiman.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260593816443820514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy....Algo duele, no como siempre, más auhn arde en demasía más fuerte.&lt;br /&gt;Me lastima a modo tal de guardar absoluto silencio, e imposibilitada de ocultar mis amargas lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;AAYYY!!! Me ardió de nuevo, me caló en el tuétano mismo!&lt;br /&gt;Espero algún día cese, aunke si bien es una enfermedad que crece siendo curada.&lt;br /&gt;Algún día morirá este martirio que me hace agonizar, mejor dicho...&lt;br /&gt;MORIRÁ MI AMOR POR TÍ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-1352186348973757370?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/1352186348973757370/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=1352186348973757370' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1352186348973757370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/1352186348973757370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2008/10/algo-duele.html' title='Algo duele...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SQFiNEjAGeI/AAAAAAAAAOM/m6skhl2-z84/s72-c/neil+gaiman.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4431531358030272144</id><published>2008-10-23T00:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:39:28.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ansío poseerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SQAX8yEKS_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/0JoV53pdOZU/s1600-h/dfystu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SQAX8yEKS_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/0JoV53pdOZU/s200/dfystu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260230697767554034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aun y cuando mi cuerpo exhale el último suspiro, aun cuando mi piel sea carcomida por gusanos, cuando mi espíritu se esfume de mi ser y cuando mi alma fatigada se parta en mil pedazos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Encontraré la forma d llegar hasta tí y proclamarte mi enfermo amor por tí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya mi cuerpo insolente clama tu calor y las sombras invaden mi intimidad, ansío poseerte entre mis filosas garras aunke sea solo una vez más, bien daría mi miserable vida, con tal de estar un día más a tu lado, con tu presencia, Tu imponente presencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4431531358030272144?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4431531358030272144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4431531358030272144' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4431531358030272144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4431531358030272144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2008/10/anso-poseerte.html' title='Ansío poseerte'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SQAX8yEKS_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/0JoV53pdOZU/s72-c/dfystu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-4796544293213458253</id><published>2008-09-30T00:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:23:01.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Refutadas las pruebas...&lt;br /&gt;Analizados los hechos...&lt;br /&gt;Descritas las circunstancias...&lt;br /&gt;Solo me keda inventar un morboso pretexto...&lt;br /&gt;Mis principales prospectos son: Decidia, Prepotencia y rutina.&lt;br /&gt;Lúgubres cómplices tuyos,  adkiridos a precio d sangre, intensificados con tu desdén y alimentados d tu lascivia.&lt;br /&gt;He ahi la razón aparente d mis heridas, he ahi el motivo d mi furia.&lt;br /&gt;Imposible pensar en tu cruel abandono, pues necesitada estoy d tí y de tu corrompido cariño... FINITO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-4796544293213458253?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/4796544293213458253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=4796544293213458253' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4796544293213458253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/4796544293213458253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463738492047334870.post-860925982053259206</id><published>2008-09-24T00:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:44:39.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dulce ángel intrigante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SNnhrm5bWTI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1L4Ik2nPpNI/s1600-h/inicial2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SNnhrm5bWTI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1L4Ik2nPpNI/s200/inicial2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249474979969063218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Negro como la mismísima noche, tan extraño como el mismísimo tiempo. Anhelo tu venida, anhelo q x la noche enres a mi alcoba sin sikiera tocar la puerta, ver tus ojos de fuego q me hipnotizarán, acariciar tus obscuras alas mientras me envuelves cno ellas y gracias a la ayuda de tus poderosos brazos aprisionarme en tu cuerpo hasta que tu último hálito de vida desvanezca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Desollaré tu cuerpo como un tributo a mi malévola conkista... Si es q tú no lo has hecho primero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Para adiestrar mis dientes en ese juego extraño trituro cada día un nuevo corazón; q x hot ha d ser el tuyo, enterraré con vehemente pasión mis filosas garras hasta llegar a tus cuencas que sigilosas guardan tu triste corazón, lo arrancaré d una vez x todas sin importarme q en tí pujeda pasar; pues ya eres mio y haré lo q me plazca solo x la perversión encarnada d verte sufrir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Y si algo malo te llegase a pasar, pediré a las sombras que posen en tu ventana y te susurren agonizantemente que... &lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;T   E      A   M   O   !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3463738492047334870-860925982053259206?l=belenacosta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/feeds/860925982053259206/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3463738492047334870&amp;postID=860925982053259206' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/860925982053259206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463738492047334870/posts/default/860925982053259206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belenacosta.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-dulce-ngel-intrigante.html' title='Oh dulce ángel intrigante!'/><author><name>Belén</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07334123938612705482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/ScLbsU8Iz9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/xSbl7zFcobg/S220/yo+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ftmnreB_Wc8/SNnhrm5bWTI/AAAAAAAAAN0/1L4Ik2nPpNI/s72-c/inicial2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
