tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28387842431300939282011-04-21T19:17:37.971-06:00cokemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785889792125062353noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2838784243130093928.post-85615811014332992662008-11-14T12:25:00.000-07:002008-11-14T12:26:48.339-07:00Los estándares morales son en función del grado de fealdad.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2838784243130093928-8561581101433299266?l=iralo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cokemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785889792125062353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2838784243130093928.post-70317739948988827422008-10-21T08:47:00.000-06:002008-10-21T08:48:16.697-06:00El tiempo no quiere a nadie... a nadie.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2838784243130093928-7031773994898882742?l=iralo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cokemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785889792125062353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2838784243130093928.post-72136932981735006482008-07-18T17:26:00.003-06:002008-07-18T17:30:15.033-06:00Solo me importan las palabras que salen de tu mente. Eso es la única cosa que en realidad te pertenece. Son por lo único que te recordare...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2838784243130093928-7213693298173500648?l=iralo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cokemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785889792125062353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2838784243130093928.post-65496074223499591832008-07-16T20:12:00.002-06:002008-07-16T20:14:34.980-06:00"No sabes dar besos... pero es por no saber dar... mas que por no saber besar".<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2838784243130093928-6549607422349959183?l=iralo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cokemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785889792125062353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2838784243130093928.post-42997030413773901032008-05-14T22:59:00.005-06:002008-05-14T23:15:31.638-06:00Tal vez sea la pregunta que me harás, cuando me veas otra vez y la sentiré, tan vacía como tengo las manos hoy.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2838784243130093928-4299703041377390103?l=iralo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cokemonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05785889792125062353noreply@blogger.com0