<?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-4346053955887548948</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:33:01.025-07:00</updated><category term='end'/><category term='song'/><category term='anthony-kiedis'/><category term='me'/><category term='book'/><category term='tired'/><category term='start'/><category term='yo'/><category term='rhcp'/><title type='text'>The Sour Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Giannina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17971985227749063274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/R6ig_tVauGI/AAAAAAAAADg/N22R9QOEal0/S220/DSC01311_+copia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346053955887548948.post-648060343563318751</id><published>2008-08-11T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:04:02.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><title type='text'>Explicacion.com(?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SKEZbEnODwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4ev_I5EROnU/s1600-h/Image227%282%291%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SKEZbEnODwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4ev_I5EROnU/s320/Image227%282%291%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233492194866630402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hoy voy a expresar algo q me tiene podrida..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Estoy cansada de tener q dar explicaciones por lo q digo (bah escribo) en el fotolog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Para mi es todo joda.. la paso bien ya q tengo un cansancio mental terrible.. ademas de eso.. por qué yo no puedo boludear, chamuyar o joder.. si otros lo hacen???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Si se sienten aludidos con algo de lo q digo o hago ese ya no es mi problema..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Los q me conocen y a los q quiero saben muy bien todo y saben como soy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yo me banco y no digo nada por otras cosas q leo porq aprendí a tomármelo como cualquier cosa después de una pelea boluda q tuve asi q..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ME ROMPAN LOS OVARIOS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Eso es todo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346053955887548948-648060343563318751?l=thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/feeds/648060343563318751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346053955887548948&amp;postID=648060343563318751&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/648060343563318751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/648060343563318751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/2008/08/explicacioncom.html' title='Explicacion.com(?)'/><author><name>Giannina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17971985227749063274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/R6ig_tVauGI/AAAAAAAAADg/N22R9QOEal0/S220/DSC01311_+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SKEZbEnODwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4ev_I5EROnU/s72-c/Image227%282%291%281%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346053955887548948.post-7791446786406267117</id><published>2008-06-17T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:13:03.656-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end'/><title type='text'>:: Chances ::</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SFinZy_o8sI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LhPbiiEMFfM/s1600-h/DCS01749+copia1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SFinZy_o8sI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LhPbiiEMFfM/s320/DCS01749+copia1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213100630308614850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; This is the time to die&lt;br /&gt;I'm someone on whom to rely&lt;br /&gt;Chances come and chances go&lt;br /&gt;This is letting go&lt;br /&gt;I feel the tightening of the dawn&lt;br /&gt;The creation of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; I've sung&lt;br /&gt;No one goes back 'cause they're all there&lt;br /&gt;Are you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Becoming who you think you are&lt;br /&gt;In order to do your part&lt;br /&gt;In the multi-dimensional scheme&lt;br /&gt;You'll know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;This is the time to die&lt;br /&gt;I'm not someone on whom to rely&lt;br /&gt;Chances come and chances go&lt;br /&gt;This is letting you know&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost where I'll never be&lt;br /&gt;This cutting off of fate like string&lt;br /&gt;A line that falls to the floor&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not me anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346053955887548948-7791446786406267117?l=thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/feeds/7791446786406267117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346053955887548948&amp;postID=7791446786406267117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/7791446786406267117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/7791446786406267117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/2008/06/chances.html' title=':: Chances ::'/><author><name>Giannina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17971985227749063274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/R6ig_tVauGI/AAAAAAAAADg/N22R9QOEal0/S220/DSC01311_+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SFinZy_o8sI/AAAAAAAAAH0/LhPbiiEMFfM/s72-c/DCS01749+copia1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346053955887548948.post-5247428899438036635</id><published>2008-05-26T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:13:03.832-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>I could have lied :: Red Hot Chili Peppers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SDuxeLH2-AI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mVvdPSYL4HE/s1600-h/2477200329_6f805c9516_o+copia12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SDuxeLH2-AI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mVvdPSYL4HE/s320/2477200329_6f805c9516_o+copia12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204948926296684546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There must be something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the way I feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That she don't want me to feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The stare she bares cut me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You see so what if I bleed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could never change  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just what I feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My face will never show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is not real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A mountain never seems to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The need to speak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A look that shares so many seek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The sweetest feeling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got from you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The things I said to you were true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could never change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Just what I feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  My face will never show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  What is not real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could have lied I'm such a fool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My eyes could never never never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keep their cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Showed her and I told her how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She struck me but I'm fucked up now  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But now she's gone yes she's gone away  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A soulful song  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That would not stay  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You see she hides 'cause she is scared  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I don't care  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I won't be spared  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could have lied I'm such a fool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  My eyes could never never never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Keep their cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Showed her and I told her how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  She struck me but I'm fucked up now  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could have lied I'm such a fool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  My eyes could never never never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Keep their cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Showed her and I told her how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  She struck me but I'm fucked up now  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm Fucked up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346053955887548948-5247428899438036635?l=thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5247428899438036635/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346053955887548948&amp;postID=5247428899438036635&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/5247428899438036635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/5247428899438036635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-could-have-lied-red-hot-chili-peppers.html' title='I could have lied :: Red Hot Chili Peppers'/><author><name>Giannina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17971985227749063274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/R6ig_tVauGI/AAAAAAAAADg/N22R9QOEal0/S220/DSC01311_+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SDuxeLH2-AI/AAAAAAAAAHU/mVvdPSYL4HE/s72-c/2477200329_6f805c9516_o+copia12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346053955887548948.post-5148939535760525925</id><published>2008-05-25T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:13:03.855-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhcp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anthony-kiedis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Scar Tissue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SDo0LLH29_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/rxBZsydlzRk/s1600-h/DSC01623%281%29+copia1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SDo0LLH29_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/rxBZsydlzRk/s320/DSC01623%281%29+copia1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204529685948987378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Scar tissue that I wish you saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sarcastic mister know it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Close your eyes and I'll kiss you 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Push me up against the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Young Kentucky girl in a push-up bra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fallin' all over myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to lick your heart and taste your health 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blood loss in a bathroom stall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Southern girl with a scarlet drawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wave good-bye to ma and pa 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Soft spoken with a broken jaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Step outside but not to brawl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Autumn's sweet we call it fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll make it to the moon if I have to crawl and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Scar tissue that I wish you saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sarcastic mister know it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Close your eyes and I'll kiss you 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the birds I'll share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This lonely view... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Compré este libro sobre la vida de Anthony Kiedis y estoy leyéndolo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;voy maso por la página 150 de 465..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;La verdad esta espectacular..so far..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;altamente recomendable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;ah! recomiendo leerlo con música de los Red Hot Chili Peppers de fondo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estoy a full con la lectura.. asi q nada.. quería compartirlo con ustedes.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ps: Olvidé mencionar q por lo menos yo lo tengo en inglés.. no tengo la mas mínima idea si se puede conseguir en espaniol.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346053955887548948-5148939535760525925?l=thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/feeds/5148939535760525925/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346053955887548948&amp;postID=5148939535760525925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/5148939535760525925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/5148939535760525925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/scar-tissue.html' title='Scar Tissue'/><author><name>Giannina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17971985227749063274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/R6ig_tVauGI/AAAAAAAAADg/N22R9QOEal0/S220/DSC01311_+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SDo0LLH29_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/rxBZsydlzRk/s72-c/DSC01623%281%29+copia1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346053955887548948.post-1107373187173142479</id><published>2008-05-16T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:13:04.138-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Sour Girl :: Stone Temple Pilots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SC1pGVx8eXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-0yh_Jk3ymk/s1600-h/Image098%281%293+copia1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SC1pGVx8eXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-0yh_Jk3ymk/s320/Image098%281%293+copia1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200928702329551218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She turned away, what was she lookin' at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was a sour girl the day that she met me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, what are you lookin' at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was a happy girl the day that she left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She turned away, what was she lookin' at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was a sour girl the day that she met me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, what are you lookin' at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was a happy girl when she left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do if I followed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do, I follow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't turn away, what are you lookin' at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He was so happy on the day that he met her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Say, what are you lookin' at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was a superman but looks are deceiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The roller coaster ride's a lonely one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd pay the ransom note to stop it from steaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, what are you lookin' at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was a teenage girl when she met me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do if I followed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do, I follow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do if I followed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do, I follow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The girl got reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They all got reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do if I followed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do, I follow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do if I followed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What would you do, I follow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, what are you lookin' at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was a happy girl the day that she left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The day that she left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The day that she left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was a happy girl the day that she left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The day that she left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The day that she left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was a sour girl the day that she left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346053955887548948-1107373187173142479?l=thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1107373187173142479/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346053955887548948&amp;postID=1107373187173142479&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/1107373187173142479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/1107373187173142479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/sour-girl-stone-temple-pilots.html' title='Sour Girl :: Stone Temple Pilots'/><author><name>Giannina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17971985227749063274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/R6ig_tVauGI/AAAAAAAAADg/N22R9QOEal0/S220/DSC01311_+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SC1pGVx8eXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-0yh_Jk3ymk/s72-c/Image098%281%293+copia1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346053955887548948.post-1435484190963620641</id><published>2008-05-10T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:13:04.193-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='start'/><title type='text'>Un poco sobre myself(?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SCZ5l833tmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/adUcVoH1Pkw/s1600-h/DSC01306%281%29+copia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SCZ5l833tmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/adUcVoH1Pkw/s320/DSC01306%281%29+copia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198976512748402274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fuck!! no se que escribir.. se me fueron las ideas.. las palabras de la cabeza..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A ver q sale de toda esta locura..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bueno.. emm.. Soy Giannina, tengo 26 años, trabajo, tengo una vida demasiado tranquila.. nada del otro mundo, tengo una pequeña de 4 años que se llama Constanza(Coni pa' los amigos), estoy soltera,  uso lentes para ver de lejos,  me encanta la música(no puedo vivir sin música, especialmente rock, punk, reggae, pirimpinpim(?)), fanática de Blind Melon, malosa por naturaleza(?), amiguera a morir.. me considero muy buena amiga.. de esas q te bancan a muerte.. =), me encantan los videojuegos, películas, y tengo un vicio extremo por hacer boludeces como esta en la pc(?), soy una chica muy normalita(así les digo a todo el mundo), amo los jeans, remeras y zapatillas, tengo una pasión (hace poco descubierta) por la fotografía, amo conducir mi auto a velocidades meteóricas(?), amo el mar, el desierto y los atardeceres, me gusta hacer escándalo en casa pero q no me lo hagan a mi jeje, escribía pero por esas cosas de la vida deje de hacerlo (bah ahora maso q vuelvo no?? =S), y no sé q mas poner por ahora.. creo q a medida q este blog progrese se van a ir enterando de mis defectos jaja.. ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;En fin.. aquí comencé.. amen!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346053955887548948-1435484190963620641?l=thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/feeds/1435484190963620641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346053955887548948&amp;postID=1435484190963620641&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/1435484190963620641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346053955887548948/posts/default/1435484190963620641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesourgirlgotyou.blogspot.com/2008/05/hablando-de-lo-que-fu-y-que-en-realidad.html' title='Un poco sobre myself(?)'/><author><name>Giannina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17971985227749063274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/R6ig_tVauGI/AAAAAAAAADg/N22R9QOEal0/S220/DSC01311_+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Sm6e6l2jPU4/SCZ5l833tmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/adUcVoH1Pkw/s72-c/DSC01306%281%29+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
