tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51923176566534619742011-04-21T14:39:13.580-07:00Paula Yamilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07418384949774309600noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5192317656653461974.post-77267830230924963502008-12-27T09:35:00.000-08:002008-12-27T09:40:56.631-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVZnxNmEVAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dhejFMG-0Yk/s1600-h/100_4621.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284525307926434818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVZnxNmEVAI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dhejFMG-0Yk/s400/100_4621.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><span style="font-size:180%;">Cabe la cara de <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">feto</span></strong> que mande.</span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5192317656653461974-7726783023092496350?l=paulayamila.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Paula Yamilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07418384949774309600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5192317656653461974.post-82763732186828589262008-12-27T05:41:00.000-08:002008-12-27T05:45:33.445-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYw5AxLZCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yVUj_hPlMBk/s1600-h/100_4221-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284464968782799906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYw5AxLZCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yVUj_hPlMBk/s400/100_4221-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYw5NSbvaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/XDkIoWb5niE/s1600-h/100_4215-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284464972143508898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYw5NSbvaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/XDkIoWb5niE/s400/100_4215-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYw4pRLnBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qdivEwiM_mg/s1600-h/100_4214-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284464962474581010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYw4pRLnBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/qdivEwiM_mg/s400/100_4214-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote><p> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Ella lo baila bien pegao,<br /> Bien exagerao.<br /> Hace cosas que tu <span style="color:#3366ff;">nunca </span>habias imaginao</span></strong></p></blockquote><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5192317656653461974-8276373218682858926?l=paulayamila.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Paula Yamilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07418384949774309600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5192317656653461974.post-43245794457108562262008-12-27T05:30:00.000-08:002008-12-27T05:39:31.468-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYuBByFjOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xmrFyvAGZ-U/s1600-h/100_3851-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284461807959117026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYuBByFjOI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xmrFyvAGZ-U/s320/100_3851-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Acostumbrada, equivocada, no veo el cielo, esta nublado. <span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"><strong>Apareciste sin que te buscara nadie</strong></span>, no esperaba encontrarte ahí tal vez tu risa no tenia sombras, no tenia cara. <span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Fue todo lo que vi, me prestaste un beso, me prestaste calma, me prestaste todo lo que me faltaba</span>. </span><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">Tenés la receta justa para hacerme sonreír</span></strong>, y todo el tiempo sabes lo que me asusta, <span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong>sabes lo que me gusta estar con vos</strong></span>. Me robaste el cuerpo, me robaste el alma, ya es tuya la voz con la que antes cantaba. Me quitas el sueño, me quitas el habla, pero <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">si estoy con vos no necesito nada</span></strong>.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5192317656653461974-4324579445710856226?l=paulayamila.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Paula Yamilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07418384949774309600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5192317656653461974.post-63871696772567533922008-12-27T04:57:00.000-08:002008-12-27T05:01:28.132-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYmlW9Bt5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/w4rZ2KAHkvA/s1600-h/100_4835-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284453636024416146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYmlW9Bt5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/w4rZ2KAHkvA/s320/100_4835-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYmlF6YcBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DdbIr_10adU/s1600-h/100_4831-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284453631449919506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYmlF6YcBI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DdbIr_10adU/s320/100_4831-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYmlGOc-jI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4oPqa7ItjsI/s1600-h/100_4827-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284453631534103090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYmlGOc-jI/AAAAAAAAAFI/4oPqa7ItjsI/s320/100_4827-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYmk-UpXRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VFzoeSLwo8A/s1600-h/100_4826-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284453629412597010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYmk-UpXRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VFzoeSLwo8A/s320/100_4826-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">¡</span></strong> YA ME CANSE YA <span style="color:#3333ff;">NO VA MAS</span>, QUIERO SER LIBRE Y VOLAR <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">!</span></strong><br /></span><div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5192317656653461974-6387169677256753392?l=paulayamila.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Paula Yamilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07418384949774309600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5192317656653461974.post-81226484110120945132008-12-27T04:53:00.000-08:002008-12-27T04:55:16.986-08:00<em>Artista:</em> <strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">ANDY</span></strong><br />1 - <em>¿Eres hombre o mujer?</em> <span style="color:#3333ff;">FLACA</span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVYkTVwpcqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/E-IekmAaNj0/s1600-h/100_3851-1.JPG"></a>2 - <em>Descríbete:</em> <span style="color:#3333ff;">LOCO</span><br />3 - <em>¿Qué sienten las personas acerca de ti?</em> <span style="color:#3333ff;">VENENO EN LA PIEL</span><br />4 - <em>¿Cómo describirías tu anterior relación sentimental?</em> <span style="color:#3333ff;">DULCE CONDENA</span><br />5 - <em>Describe tu actual relación:</em> <span style="color:#3333ff;">EL PALACIO DE LAS FLORES</span><br />6 - <em>¿Dónde quisieras estar ahora?</em> <span style="color:#3333ff;">EN UN TIEMPO LEJANO</span><br />7 - <em>¿Cómo eres respecto al amor?</em> <span style="color:#3333ff;">SOY VULNERABLE<br /></span>8 - <em>¿Cómo es tu vida?</em> <span style="color:#3333ff;">LA COPA ROTA</span><br />9 - <em>¿Qué pedirías si tuvieras un sólo deseo?</em> <span style="color:#3333ff;">UN PORRITO</span><br />10 - <em>Una frase:</em> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">BUENA SUERTE Y HASTA LUEGO</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5192317656653461974-8122648411012094513?l=paulayamila.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Paula Yamilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07418384949774309600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5192317656653461974.post-44699898809240816762008-12-26T18:40:00.000-08:002008-12-26T18:50:16.643-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVWWj5N5JnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AcgOLABhtRA/s1600-h/100_4330-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284295281187825266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVWWj5N5JnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AcgOLABhtRA/s400/100_4330-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Puedo ser <span style="color:#66ffff;"><strong>dulce.</strong></span></div><span style="color:#66ffff;"><strong></strong><div><br /></span></div>Puedo ser <span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>perra.</strong></span><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;"></span></strong><div><br />Puedo ser <span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>tuya.</strong></span></div><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></strong><div><br />Puedo ser <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">tu reina</span></strong>.</div><div><br />Puedo <strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">esperarte.</span></strong></div><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></strong><div><br />Puedo <strong><span style="color:#6633ff;">escaparme.</span></strong></div><strong><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span></strong><div><br />Puedo <span style="color:#33ccff;"><strong>dejarte.</strong></span></div><div><br />o simplemente <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">quedarme</span></strong>. <em><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">¡ </span></strong>Y todo puede pasar <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">!</span></strong></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5192317656653461974-4469989880924081676?l=paulayamila.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Paula Yamilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07418384949774309600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5192317656653461974.post-69802743721751473722008-12-26T18:13:00.000-08:002008-12-26T18:18:00.354-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVWPnFYMyGI/AAAAAAAAADs/ezgGPqq_UUI/s1600-h/100_4103-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284287639410493538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVWPnFYMyGI/AAAAAAAAADs/ezgGPqq_UUI/s320/100_4103-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Él se <span style="color:#3333ff;">desliza</span> y me <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">atropella</span></strong> y, aunque a veces no me importe, sé que el día que lo pierda volveré a sufrir por él, que <span style="color:#3333ff;">aparece</span> y que se <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">esconde</span></strong>, que se <span style="color:#3333ff;">marcha</span> y que se <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">queda</span></strong>, que es <span style="color:#3333ff;">pregunta</span> y es <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">respuesta</span></strong>, que es mi <span style="color:#3333ff;">oscuridad</span>, <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">estrella</span></strong>. Él me <span style="color:#3333ff;">peina</span> el alma y me la <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">enreda</span></strong>, está tan <span style="color:#3333ff;">dentro</span> de mi vida y, a la vez, está tan <span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>fuera</strong>.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5192317656653461974-6980274372175147372?l=paulayamila.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Paula Yamilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07418384949774309600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5192317656653461974.post-14883576813360682632008-12-26T17:59:00.000-08:002008-12-26T18:10:25.253-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVWMK661LXI/AAAAAAAAADk/R-LVgsYQj3s/s1600-h/100_4104-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284283857031736690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVWMK661LXI/AAAAAAAAADk/R-LVgsYQj3s/s320/100_4104-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Tú no tienes alma, yo no tengo valor para ver como te marchas como si no pasara nada. Tú no tienes ganas, y yo me muero por darte las fuerzas que hagan falta.Tú no tienes derecho a decirnos adios y yo no tengo el derecho a decirte que no, si no tienes ganas yo <span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"><strong>no tengo nada</strong></span>.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5192317656653461974-1488357681336068263?l=paulayamila.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Paula Yamilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07418384949774309600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5192317656653461974.post-33323775352227872532008-12-26T17:54:00.000-08:002008-12-26T17:59:29.620-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVWK7V82BhI/AAAAAAAAADc/TKYmXDtZKW4/s1600-h/100_4105-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284282489898403346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hOOFB_DrpNE/SVWK7V82BhI/AAAAAAAAADc/TKYmXDtZKW4/s320/100_4105-1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Me pasan <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">cosas</span> </span>que no comprendo, estás en<span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;">todo lo que yo pienso, sueño despierta con tu mirada y si me miras me siento <span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">rara</span></strong>.</span></span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5192317656653461974-3332377535222787253?l=paulayamila.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Paula Yamilahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07418384949774309600noreply@blogger.com0