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font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Ausencia de personas , Presencia de música.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8272327085813808335-1597746238512874845?l=intheeend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/1597746238512874845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/1597746238512874845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intheeend.blogspot.com/2012/01/ausencia-de-personas-presencia-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe in me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14492196291254317544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8272327085813808335.post-6709936417386336789</id><published>2012-01-18T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:43:08.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb3fKW7Y1Eo/TxdYmxkdH4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/kXWhLcm4AJY/s400/tumblr_ljdgzpZSyI1qepxylo1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"&gt;Si eres afortunado de ser diferente, nunca cambies. -Taylor Swift♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8272327085813808335-6709936417386336789?l=intheeend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/6709936417386336789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/6709936417386336789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intheeend.blogspot.com/2012/01/si-eres-afortunado-de-ser-diferente.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe in me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14492196291254317544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb3fKW7Y1Eo/TxdYmxkdH4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/kXWhLcm4AJY/s72-c/tumblr_ljdgzpZSyI1qepxylo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8272327085813808335.post-4751338871229645806</id><published>2012-01-18T15:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T11:36:32.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;La vida esta llena de pequeñas interrupciones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8272327085813808335-4751338871229645806?l=intheeend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/4751338871229645806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/4751338871229645806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intheeend.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-vida-esta-llena-de-pequenas.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe in me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14492196291254317544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8272327085813808335.post-3568840987672349438</id><published>2012-01-18T15:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T11:36:55.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #b4a7d6; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica; font-weight: bold; line-height: 28px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px;"&gt;La gente es gente, y a veces cambiamos de opinión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8272327085813808335-3568840987672349438?l=intheeend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/3568840987672349438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/3568840987672349438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intheeend.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-gente-es-gente-y-veces-cambiamos-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe in me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14492196291254317544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8272327085813808335.post-1650214129344666511</id><published>2012-01-18T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T11:37:18.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #b4a7d6; color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Me gusta escribir sobre los sentimientos que tengo en &lt;b&gt;ESE&lt;/b&gt; momento, por que se que nunca me volvere a sentir de la misma forma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8272327085813808335-1650214129344666511?l=intheeend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/1650214129344666511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/1650214129344666511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intheeend.blogspot.com/2012/01/me-gusta-escribir-sobre-los.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe in me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14492196291254317544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8272327085813808335.post-26308808098796607</id><published>2012-01-18T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T14:01:13.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;¿No era hermoso cuando creías en&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; todo &lt;/span&gt;y todos creían en &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ti&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8272327085813808335-26308808098796607?l=intheeend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/26308808098796607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/26308808098796607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intheeend.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-era-hermoso-cuando-creias-en-todo-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe in me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14492196291254317544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8272327085813808335.post-8083186211630887038</id><published>2012-01-16T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T01:06:14.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;No me da miedo mostrar quien soy.&lt;/b&gt; Pero algunas veces no me siento cómoda con ciertas personas. En vez de hacer lo que los demás chicos/as de mi edad hacen en los tiempos de ahora, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;prefiero juntarme con un fans club y pasar la tarde con ellos, disfrutando, por que son más parecidos a mi, por que nos gusta y amamos lo mismo. Y si no es así, respetamos los gustos de cada uno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me gusta la sociedad de ahora, tenía amigas que ahora están en cualquier cosa, &lt;u&gt;no quiero ser esa clase de chicas.&lt;/u&gt; Prefiero ahorrar para &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cumplir mis sueños&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e ir a los conciertos de mis ídolos que salir todos los fines de semana como &lt;b&gt;hacen ahora. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IN1MnZIVGCo/TxPZ7N2WH7I/AAAAAAAAADY/nMrJA_26JSI/s1600/389788_294142997299445_100001112411027_802521_2003965887_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="110" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IN1MnZIVGCo/TxPZ7N2WH7I/AAAAAAAAADY/nMrJA_26JSI/s200/389788_294142997299445_100001112411027_802521_2003965887_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Por suerte, se que &lt;i&gt;no soy la única &lt;/i&gt;que se siente así y es por eso que estoy &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;agradecida&lt;/span&gt; de haberlas/os encontrado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IN1MnZIVGCo/TxPZ7N2WH7I/AAAAAAAAADY/nMrJA_26JSI/s1600/389788_294142997299445_100001112411027_802521_2003965887_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8272327085813808335-8083186211630887038?l=intheeend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/8083186211630887038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/8083186211630887038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intheeend.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-me-da-miedo-mostrar-quien-soy.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe in me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14492196291254317544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IN1MnZIVGCo/TxPZ7N2WH7I/AAAAAAAAADY/nMrJA_26JSI/s72-c/389788_294142997299445_100001112411027_802521_2003965887_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8272327085813808335.post-8719538565505782691</id><published>2012-01-15T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:49:30.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Odio que me mientan, cuando ya se toda la verdad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8272327085813808335-8719538565505782691?l=intheeend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/8719538565505782691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/8719538565505782691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intheeend.blogspot.com/2012/01/odio-que-me-mientan-cuando-ya-se-toda.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe in me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14492196291254317544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8272327085813808335.post-2541847959698720854</id><published>2012-01-15T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:47:43.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Soy&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt; adolescente&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;u&gt; no me pidan &lt;/u&gt;que sea clara cuando hablo sobre lo que quiero, por que &lt;b&gt;todavía no se lo que quiero. &lt;/b&gt;Soy&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;bipolar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, amo estar sola pero a la vez amo estar con mis amigos. &lt;/span&gt;Siento que nadie en el mundo me entiende, &lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;solo la música. &lt;/span&gt;Tengo &lt;u style="color: magenta;"&gt;4 idolos&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;y la gente los critica sin conocerlos, si la gente supiera lo que ellos hacen por nosotros, sus fans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqTxmKmrHfQ/TxPVJmJLgZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TlQ7tgInsJI/s1600/404506_330908466920977_100000054799571_1343492_34155509_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqTxmKmrHfQ/TxPVJmJLgZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TlQ7tgInsJI/s320/404506_330908466920977_100000054799571_1343492_34155509_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SUEÑOS &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;y voy a luchar por hacerlos realidad. Odio la distancia. Tengo&lt;i&gt; miedo&lt;/i&gt; a ser lastimada por el &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Amo a mi familia y daría mi vida por ellos.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;solo soy una chica tratando de encontrar un lugar en este mundo.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8272327085813808335-2541847959698720854?l=intheeend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/2541847959698720854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/2541847959698720854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intheeend.blogspot.com/2012/01/soy-adolescente-no-me-pidan-que-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe in me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14492196291254317544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqTxmKmrHfQ/TxPVJmJLgZI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TlQ7tgInsJI/s72-c/404506_330908466920977_100000054799571_1343492_34155509_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8272327085813808335.post-8940635704813382164</id><published>2012-01-15T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T01:44:56.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hay dos formas de superar el dolor: Una es dejar que te &lt;b&gt;destruya&lt;/b&gt; por completo,y la otra es usarlo como &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;combustible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; para que te condusca: que te condusca a&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;soñar en grande&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y a trabajar mas duro,en quien sos, lo que en verdad quieres y lo que necesitas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8272327085813808335-8940635704813382164?l=intheeend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/8940635704813382164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/8940635704813382164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intheeend.blogspot.com/2012/01/hay-dos-formas-de-superar-el-dolor-una.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe in me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14492196291254317544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8272327085813808335.post-4974144239143317171</id><published>2012-01-15T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T01:33:29.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;¿De que sirve una mente brillante si el corazón es opaco? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8272327085813808335-4974144239143317171?l=intheeend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/4974144239143317171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8272327085813808335/posts/default/4974144239143317171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intheeend.blogspot.com/2012/01/de-que-sirve-una-mente-brillante-si-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Believe in me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14492196291254317544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
