<?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-9134431836022120135</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:36:30.852-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTO LO EXPLICA TODO</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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ciudad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-5444250781560977287?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/5444250781560977287/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/11/noviembre-y-me-doy-cuenta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5444250781560977287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5444250781560977287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/11/noviembre-y-me-doy-cuenta.html' title='NOVIEMBRE Y ME DOY 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-1916886461784378399</id><published>2011-07-03T02:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:36:54.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DONDE TERMINO YO, COMIENZAS TU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-1916886461784378399?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/1916886461784378399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/07/donde-termino-yo-comienzas-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1916886461784378399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1916886461784378399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/07/donde-termino-yo-comienzas-tu.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-5247378084031049045</id><published>2011-06-14T22:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T01:40:18.874-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>se supone que cada uno elige los días que quiere recordar de su vida, por mi parte, sólo recuerdo donde tu estabas en ellos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-5247378084031049045?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/5247378084031049045/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/06/los-unicos-dias-que-recuerdo-estos-dos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5247378084031049045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5247378084031049045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/06/los-unicos-dias-que-recuerdo-estos-dos.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-7067954673140744002</id><published>2011-06-14T22:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:03:30.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SIEMPRE me dan más ganas de escribir cuando menos tiempo tengo de hacerlo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-7067954673140744002?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/7067954673140744002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/06/siempre-me-dan-mas-ganas-de-escribir.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7067954673140744002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7067954673140744002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/06/siempre-me-dan-mas-ganas-de-escribir.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6464263501334245515</id><published>2011-06-14T21:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:59:46.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>que no escriba sobre algunas cosas no significa que no existan o que no las tomo en serio, lo malo-bueno es que tengo una papelera de reciclaje que se va vaciando cada 5 minutos porque soy una obsesiva compulsiva y tengo un magister en sacar pelusas de alfombra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6464263501334245515?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6464263501334245515/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/06/que-no-escriba-sobre-algunas-cosas-no.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6464263501334245515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6464263501334245515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/06/que-no-escriba-sobre-algunas-cosas-no.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-1634017837137396572</id><published>2011-06-10T11:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:15:04.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>carolina es el nombre más bonito sólo cuando está junto al tuyo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-1634017837137396572?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/1634017837137396572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/06/carolina-es-el-nombre-mas-bonito-cuando.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1634017837137396572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1634017837137396572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/06/carolina-es-el-nombre-mas-bonito-cuando.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-8057721206637737308</id><published>2011-05-12T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:39:46.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EL 2012 SE VA A ACABAR EL MUNDO PORQUE YO LO DIGO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-8057721206637737308?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/8057721206637737308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/05/el-2012-se-va-acabar-el-mundo-porque-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8057721206637737308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8057721206637737308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/05/el-2012-se-va-acabar-el-mundo-porque-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-1660701778198578405</id><published>2011-04-26T22:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T22:37:06.842-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"LAS PALABRAS SE LAS LLEVA EL VIENTO"&lt;br /&gt;y te las voy a decir mil veces si es necesario mierda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-1660701778198578405?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/1660701778198578405/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/04/las-palabras-se-las-lleva-el-viento-y.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1660701778198578405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1660701778198578405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/04/las-palabras-se-las-lleva-el-viento-y.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-7333704293659464981</id><published>2011-04-24T18:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:01:58.163-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me estorba el cuerpo cuando quiero decirte algunas cosas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-7333704293659464981?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/7333704293659464981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/04/me-estorba-el-cuerpo-y-veces-las.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7333704293659464981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7333704293659464981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/04/me-estorba-el-cuerpo-y-veces-las.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6963081873999747404</id><published>2011-04-11T22:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T22:10:33.408-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahora mi cabeza es universidad y tu, se me olvidó hasta como prepararme un huevo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6963081873999747404?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6963081873999747404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/04/ahora-mi-cabeza-es-universidad-y-tu-se.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6963081873999747404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6963081873999747404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/04/ahora-mi-cabeza-es-universidad-y-tu-se.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3247225929047779673</id><published>2011-03-21T10:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T10:58:47.738-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dijiste, me dijiste, déjame ser libre&lt;br /&gt;te saqúe las aparentes cadenas que tenías&lt;br /&gt;las que yo no veía&lt;br /&gt;te miré tus manos con tierra&lt;br /&gt;tus pies descalzos, azules de tanto frío&lt;br /&gt;te paraste ya con un terno recien planchado&lt;br /&gt;me diste un beso, que ni lo sentí&lt;br /&gt;y te fuiste como siempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nosé que voy a imaginar mañana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-8919499708823642822</id><published>2011-03-21T10:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T10:55:46.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vo cambiai de mujer como cambiai de zapatillas, aunque jamás me gustaría ser tu par favorito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-8919499708823642822?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/8919499708823642822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/03/vo-cambiai-de-mujer-como-cambiai-de.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8919499708823642822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8919499708823642822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/03/vo-cambiai-de-mujer-como-cambiai-de.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-1497885215764852513</id><published>2011-02-26T14:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T14:02:12.572-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>todavía soy como esa pequeña flor que intenta crecer entre el cemento de la vereda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-1497885215764852513?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/1497885215764852513/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/todavia-soy-como-esa-flor-pequena-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1497885215764852513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1497885215764852513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/todavia-soy-como-esa-flor-pequena-que.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-7989341045716523216</id><published>2011-02-24T14:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T23:26:40.307-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>si te alegro cuando sonrío, ya no me importa mucho ser mentirosa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-7989341045716523216?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/7989341045716523216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/si-te-alegro-cuando-sonrio-ya-no-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7989341045716523216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7989341045716523216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/si-te-alegro-cuando-sonrio-ya-no-me.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-2239187747741453829</id><published>2011-02-14T01:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T01:00:28.484-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>algún día voy a ser famosa, por cualquier huea, pero voy a ser famosa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2239187747741453829?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2239187747741453829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/algun-dia-voy-ser-famosa-por-cualquier.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2239187747741453829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2239187747741453829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/algun-dia-voy-ser-famosa-por-cualquier.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3519538531499647807</id><published>2011-02-13T17:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T18:00:14.942-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cuando camino harto con una persona, estoy muy cansada y vamos llegando a donde tenemos que ir, me gusta contarle que imagino que una mano gigante me va a tomar y me volverá al lugar donde comencé a caminar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3519538531499647807?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3519538531499647807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/cuando-camino-harto-con-una-persona.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3519538531499647807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3519538531499647807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/cuando-camino-harto-con-una-persona.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3382980868050299305</id><published>2011-02-13T17:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T17:09:30.858-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>prefiero ver las sombras de los pájaros cuando están volando.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3382980868050299305?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3382980868050299305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/prefiero-ver-las-sombras-de-los-pajaros.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3382980868050299305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3382980868050299305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/prefiero-ver-las-sombras-de-los-pajaros.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-4279784500088401386</id><published>2011-02-13T15:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T16:02:10.784-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>te tengo una invitación, vente a dormir en mis ojeras, que están bastante grandes por las noches que no he dormido y las siestas que no he querido aceptar, podís elegir en cual, no tengo problema.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-4279784500088401386?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/4279784500088401386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/te-tengo-una-invitacion-vente-dormir-en.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4279784500088401386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4279784500088401386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/02/te-tengo-una-invitacion-vente-dormir-en.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-7965384981551179235</id><published>2011-02-13T13:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T13:39:32.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>los días que se que voy a andar triste, me siento en mi cama y espero a que el señor que pasa por mi calle vendiendo verduras, grite los tomates los limones, para poder reirme un rato.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-7599196703091158083</id><published>2011-01-26T11:27:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T11:30:02.597-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LO QUE ME DI CUENTA ES QUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo no siento mariposas cuando te veo&lt;br /&gt;siento mil elefantes que me patean la guata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y que tengo como un tanque que se llena cuando estay cerca&lt;br /&gt;que cuando te vas se empieza a vaciar de a poco o incluso a veces demasiado rápido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-7599196703091158083?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/7599196703091158083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/01/yo-no-siento-mariposas-cuando-te-veo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7599196703091158083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7599196703091158083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/01/yo-no-siento-mariposas-cuando-te-veo.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-8656140944450647109</id><published>2011-01-24T00:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T00:28:45.873-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ME ESTOY VOLVIENDO LOCA, ESTOY SOÑANDO COMO SI FUERA EL DÍA A DÍA&lt;br /&gt;es una tontera de película pero me confundí por un momento si lo que soñé era real y lo que vivo es puro sueño&lt;br /&gt;ojalá hueón que ahora fuera un puro sueño inútil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-8656140944450647109?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/8656140944450647109/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/01/me-estoy-volviendo-loca-estoy-sonando.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8656140944450647109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8656140944450647109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/01/me-estoy-volviendo-loca-estoy-sonando.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-4506455113414551744</id><published>2011-01-23T23:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:54:56.290-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>se me cae de las manos&lt;br /&gt;como las monedas pa la micro&lt;br /&gt;se me cae de las manos&lt;br /&gt;como las hojas de mi cuaderno&lt;br /&gt;se me cae de las manos&lt;br /&gt;se me cae de la cabeza&lt;br /&gt;del corazón.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-4506455113414551744?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/4506455113414551744/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/01/se-me-cae-de-las-manos-como-las-monedas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4506455113414551744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4506455113414551744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/01/se-me-cae-de-las-manos-como-las-monedas.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-871836220863611845</id><published>2011-01-17T13:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T13:09:16.681-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cuantas hojas te extraño&lt;br /&gt;desde el tronco hasta la copa de este árbol?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-871836220863611845?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/871836220863611845/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/01/cuantas-hojas-te-extrano-desde-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/871836220863611845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/871836220863611845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2011/01/cuantas-hojas-te-extrano-desde-el.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-7258344853849773963</id><published>2010-12-10T17:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T13:09:41.610-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>temuco te me estay haciendo chico&lt;br /&gt;mi mente llega más allá de tus pequeños edificios&lt;br /&gt;TUS LÍMITES GEOGRÁFICOS DETIENEN LOS MÍOS&lt;br /&gt;no echaría de menos tus lluvias si me fuera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-7258344853849773963?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/7258344853849773963/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/12/temuco-te-me-estay-haciendo-chico-mi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7258344853849773963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7258344853849773963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/12/temuco-te-me-estay-haciendo-chico-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-8764011726340118172</id><published>2010-12-08T18:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T16:55:36.279-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>provocarles escalofríos, cosquillas en la espalda, matarles sus inquietudes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-8764011726340118172?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6032728035462041505</id><published>2010-12-08T18:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T18:45:43.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'>un día más aquí</title><content type='html'>voy a utilizar todas las palabras que existen para poder hacerles entender que no están en lo correcto, que no pueden encerrarme en sus ideas que tengo las mías a mitad de camino, aún no podemos cruzar, veo a mi lado como ellos pueden hacerlo tan fácil, he llegado a pensar que algo está mal aquí, esta ciudad y su gente, las calles, sus veredas, me las sé de memoria, conozco la colilla de cigarro que tiraste el mes pasado, esa que no entró al basurero y que yo tampoco me digné a recoger, conozco cuantos pasos tengo que dar desde mi casa a cualquier parte, a que hora sale el sol? cual es la hora perfecta en que se muestran los colores de tu cuerpo, tus colores, mis favoritos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6032728035462041505?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6032728035462041505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/12/un-dia-mas-aqui.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6032728035462041505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6032728035462041505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/12/un-dia-mas-aqui.html' title='un día más aquí'/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-8261187967048142058</id><published>2010-12-06T14:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T18:38:38.715-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>robame unos lapices de colores que quiero dibujarte ahora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-8261187967048142058?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/8261187967048142058/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/12/robame-unos-lapices-que-quiero.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8261187967048142058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8261187967048142058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/12/robame-unos-lapices-que-quiero.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-5179529369126617253</id><published>2010-07-22T20:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T20:24:13.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hacía mucho frío, las luces de los autos y semáforos&lt;br /&gt;alumbraban las calles mojadas&lt;br /&gt;pero nosotros seguíamos siendo los que más brillaban&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-5179529369126617253?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/5179529369126617253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/07/hacia-mucho-frio-las-luces-de-los-autos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5179529369126617253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5179529369126617253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/07/hacia-mucho-frio-las-luces-de-los-autos.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-616349927146250501</id><published>2010-07-13T00:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T20:21:31.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>estos 19 años han sido puros inviernos&lt;br /&gt;espero que para mi último año, me regalen un verano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-616349927146250501?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/616349927146250501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/07/estos-19-anos-han-sido-puros-inviernos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/616349927146250501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/616349927146250501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/07/estos-19-anos-han-sido-puros-inviernos.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6904951189200676731</id><published>2010-07-03T00:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T12:50:13.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>el mundo es así porque dios perdió los bosquejos finales de las relaciones humanas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6904951189200676731?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6904951189200676731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/07/el-mundo-es-asi-porque-dios-boto-la.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6904951189200676731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6904951189200676731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/07/el-mundo-es-asi-porque-dios-boto-la.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-2641215978746518205</id><published>2010-05-31T19:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T19:05:53.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>en cada silencio te encuentras&lt;br /&gt;en cada colilla de cigarro&lt;br /&gt;en cada bocina de auto&lt;br /&gt;en cada palabra que escribo&lt;br /&gt;desde el calor de enero&lt;br /&gt;sus pastos y resbalines&lt;br /&gt;hasta este frío de junio&lt;br /&gt;con tus manos heladas&lt;br /&gt;tu pelo mojado&lt;br /&gt;tus pantalones rotos&lt;br /&gt;y los míos que rompiste;&lt;br /&gt;un abrazo por la mañana&lt;br /&gt;un beso todas las noches&lt;br /&gt;todas, todas, todas, todas&lt;br /&gt;todas, todas, todas, todas&lt;br /&gt;el 8 seguirá siendo nuestro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2641215978746518205?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2641215978746518205/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/05/en-cada-silencio-te-encuentras-en-cada.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2641215978746518205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2641215978746518205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/05/en-cada-silencio-te-encuentras-en-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-2697765416691907110</id><published>2010-05-30T14:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:00:02.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>te vas a quedar por mucho tiempo aquí donde te tengo&lt;br /&gt;aqui donde te miro, te siento y te pienso&lt;br /&gt;aunque seamos nuevos en esto,&lt;br /&gt;estamos aprendiendo, pero ya me enseñaste todo&lt;br /&gt;te amo en francés y en el idioma de cuando despertamos&lt;br /&gt;de cuando reímos, de cuando nos golpeamos&lt;br /&gt;de cuando movemos las patitas, de cuando nos miramos&lt;br /&gt;de cuando me voy, o tu te vas, pero sigues estando acá.&lt;br /&gt;te amo incluso cuando no me escuchas o se te olvida todo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2697765416691907110?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2697765416691907110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/05/te-vas-quedar-por-mucho-tiempo-aqui.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2697765416691907110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2697765416691907110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/05/te-vas-quedar-por-mucho-tiempo-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-1521154600261918101</id><published>2010-05-15T23:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T23:11:27.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoy fuiste lo primero que dibujé.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-1521154600261918101?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/1521154600261918101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/05/hoy-fuiste-lo-primero-que-dibuje.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1521154600261918101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1521154600261918101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/05/hoy-fuiste-lo-primero-que-dibuje.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6645692700128741587</id><published>2010-05-15T22:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T22:47:44.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>después que rompo cosas, pateo paredes y grito como loca, siempre vuelvo a ti, y tu siempre estás esperándome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6645692700128741587?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6645692700128741587/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/05/despues-que-rompo-cosas-pateo-paredes-y.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6645692700128741587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6645692700128741587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/05/despues-que-rompo-cosas-pateo-paredes-y.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6278035656392806951</id><published>2010-05-03T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T09:22:11.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no saben que es el amor, y yo tampoco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6278035656392806951?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6278035656392806951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-saben-que-es-el-amor-y-yo-tampoco.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6278035656392806951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6278035656392806951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-saben-que-es-el-amor-y-yo-tampoco.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-537295193240441536</id><published>2010-04-30T08:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T08:24:44.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>te escribiría hasta de cabeza</title><content type='html'>me desperté temprano y me dieron ganas de escribirte mientras duermes, para darte las gracias por hacer que cada dia sea más bonito que el otro, solo estando tu comiéndote mi chocapic y haciendome reír, provocando ansiedad, esperando el siguiente día para verte y volver a abrazarte y decirte que quiero estar para siempre contigo, aunque nuestro para siempre quizás no sea el más largo de todos, pero sigue siendo el más sincero, estoy enamorada de ti más que con la música, tu voz es la música más bonita y la que quiero escuchar ahora, pero te veré en unas horas y este dolor de guata porfín se va a ir solo por ver tus ojos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-537295193240441536?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/537295193240441536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-desperte-temprano-y-me-dieron-ganas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/537295193240441536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/537295193240441536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-desperte-temprano-y-me-dieron-ganas.html' title='te escribiría hasta de cabeza'/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6893774731534287968</id><published>2010-04-28T21:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:27:11.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>siento celos del pasado que te conoce desde antes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6893774731534287968?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6893774731534287968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/siento-celos-del-pasado-que-te-conoce.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6893774731534287968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6893774731534287968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/siento-celos-del-pasado-que-te-conoce.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6669495849349122269</id><published>2010-04-25T22:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:18:31.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pretendo hacerles creer a todos ustedes que nunca estuve aquí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6669495849349122269?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6669495849349122269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/cuando-me-muera-no-pienso-dejar-cartas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6669495849349122269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6669495849349122269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/cuando-me-muera-no-pienso-dejar-cartas.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3617685884668959576</id><published>2010-04-25T13:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T13:04:30.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quiero que sea verano para sacarnos las zapatillas y los calcetines y poder andar a patita por el pasto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3617685884668959576?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3617685884668959576/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/quiero-que-sea-verano-para-sacarnos-las.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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sonrisa cada mañana al desayuno, -mi amor vamos al río- te escucharía decir los días de sol, me enseñarías a nadar. nos subiríamos al árbol más alto y leería lo que te escribí mientras buscabas a las ovejas, te haría pan, se me quemaría pero sé que te lo comerías igual. para terminar nuestros días con un beso de buenas noches. &lt;br /&gt;el resto ya no importa si estamos nosotros dos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2993219320131190940?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2993219320131190940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/vamonos-al-campo-y-cultivemos-arboles.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2993219320131190940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2993219320131190940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/vamonos-al-campo-y-cultivemos-arboles.html' title='no me canso de escribirte'/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3438307435170384709</id><published>2010-04-21T01:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T02:04:11.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no me gustaba lo que solía ser, pero parece que no me está agradando en lo que me estoy convirtiendo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3438307435170384709?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3438307435170384709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-me-gustaba-lo-que-solia-ser-pero.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3438307435170384709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3438307435170384709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-me-gustaba-lo-que-solia-ser-pero.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6989066261090606880</id><published>2010-04-19T21:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:09:53.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me encanta la forma en que me rechazas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6989066261090606880?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6989066261090606880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/veces.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6989066261090606880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6989066261090606880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/veces.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3159759466987617165</id><published>2010-04-18T21:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:06:11.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no tengo pensado vivir 60 años más, pero me encataría ser viejita y poder tener a un viejito que me quiera y que nosotros seamos la razón de que los jóvenes digan "que bonito que sigan juntos", pero como digo, no voy a vivir tanto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3159759466987617165?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3159759466987617165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-tengo-pensado-vivir-60-anos-mas-pero.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3159759466987617165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3159759466987617165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-tengo-pensado-vivir-60-anos-mas-pero.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-2454573236032736786</id><published>2010-04-17T20:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:25:44.161-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me molesta que me digan que soy fome porque no hago lo que todos quieren que haga, yo la paso mejor haciendo cosas sencillas, caminando mientras fumo, sentándome a ver los semáforos cambiar, arrancando las hojas de los árboles y tirarlas mientras camino o  tomándome un café mientras veo películas que ya he visto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;también me encanta escuchar la lluvia que cae, como la de ahora, que cae en tu techo al igual que el mío.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2454573236032736786?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2454573236032736786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-molesta-que-me-digan-que-soy-fome.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2454573236032736786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2454573236032736786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-molesta-que-me-digan-que-soy-fome.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-2571953944227988967</id><published>2010-04-06T08:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T19:20:48.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ya van a ser 14 años levantandome temprano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2571953944227988967?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2571953944227988967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/ya-van-ser-13-anos-levantandome.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2571953944227988967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2571953944227988967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/ya-van-ser-13-anos-levantandome.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-499294506233460129</id><published>2010-04-05T21:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:58:12.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola, sé que te metiste a leer si había escrito algo nuevo, este es para tí, no dice nada muy romántico pero elegí cada palabra para que cuando lo leyeras pongas la cara que me gusta -aunque no la vea- pero sé que la pondrás y podré sonreir cuando duerma, incluso si tengo miedo por ver muchas películas de terror.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-499294506233460129?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/499294506233460129/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/hola-se-que-te-metiste-leer-si-habia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/499294506233460129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/499294506233460129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/hola-se-que-te-metiste-leer-si-habia.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-607563148323305668</id><published>2010-04-05T19:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:53:27.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nunca había odiado a alguien y nunca esperé hacerlo, pero lo estoy haciendo, y va a durar mucho más de lo que me demoro en caminar al centro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-607563148323305668?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/607563148323305668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/nunca-habaa-odiado-alguien-y-nunca.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/607563148323305668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/607563148323305668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/nunca-habaa-odiado-alguien-y-nunca.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-7600359398111762445</id><published>2010-04-02T18:50:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:56:58.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sería más fácil poder ordenar los pensamientos al igual que la ropa en el closet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-7600359398111762445?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/7600359398111762445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/mucho-mas-facil-seria-poder-orenar-los.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7600359398111762445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7600359398111762445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/mucho-mas-facil-seria-poder-orenar-los.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6093741824300879848</id><published>2010-04-01T20:55:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:57:31.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me gustaría que me escribieran como yo le escribo a la gente, con palabras rebuscadas tratando de describirme y a las cosas que hago, sabría que no me ven sólo de la forma como todos me ven y que van a usar un poco de su tiempo en mí, pero no importa, yo sé como soy y las cosas que hago, pero quizás no tenga tanto tiempo para escribir sobre mí y lo uso en ustedes porque son más fomes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6093741824300879848?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6093741824300879848/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-gustaria-que-me-escribieran-como-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6093741824300879848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6093741824300879848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-gustaria-que-me-escribieran-como-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3959918530042523940</id><published>2010-03-11T14:17:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T18:48:05.778-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>provocas un mar en mi espalda&lt;br /&gt;provocas un mar en mi espalda&lt;br /&gt;provocas un mar en mi espalda&lt;br /&gt;provocas un mar en mi espalda&lt;br /&gt;provocas un mar en mi espalda&lt;br /&gt;provócame un tsunami en la espalda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3959918530042523940?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3959918530042523940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/03/provocas-un-mar-en-mi-espalda-entiendes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3959918530042523940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3959918530042523940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/03/provocas-un-mar-en-mi-espalda-entiendes.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-8706685219331862794</id><published>2010-03-03T21:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T15:09:25.453-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YA NO SÉ SI BESARTE O ESCUPIRTE EN LA CARA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-8706685219331862794?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/8706685219331862794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/03/ya-no-se-so-besarte-o-escupirte-la-cara.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8706685219331862794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8706685219331862794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/03/ya-no-se-so-besarte-o-escupirte-la-cara.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-7777006124357804158</id><published>2010-02-26T21:58:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:00:47.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>como diría arjona:&lt;br /&gt;no hay mejor ropa, que la que no usas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-7777006124357804158?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/7777006124357804158/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/02/yapo-solo-quiero-caminar-contigo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7777006124357804158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7777006124357804158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/02/yapo-solo-quiero-caminar-contigo.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3856741916512897222</id><published>2010-02-23T14:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T14:12:45.760-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no quiero ser como esa polera que nunca usas&lt;br /&gt;esa que está atrás, mal doblada y con una mancha de mostaza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3856741916512897222?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3856741916512897222/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-quiero-ser-como-esa-polera-que-nunca.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3856741916512897222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3856741916512897222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-quiero-ser-como-esa-polera-que-nunca.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-513915077528886838</id><published>2010-01-15T00:22:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T00:23:09.961-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>es peor que hablarle a las paredes&lt;br /&gt;por lo menos las paredes escuchan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-513915077528886838?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/513915077528886838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/01/es-peor-que-hablarle-las-paredes-por-lo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/513915077528886838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/513915077528886838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/01/es-peor-que-hablarle-las-paredes-por-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-5970344980929697152</id><published>2010-01-14T13:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:32:23.018-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres eres.. SUFICIENTE, serás querido, serás.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-5970344980929697152?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/5970344980929697152/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/01/eres-eres-eres-eres-eres-eres-eres-eres.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5970344980929697152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5970344980929697152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2010/01/eres-eres-eres-eres-eres-eres-eres-eres.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-5906570305837104528</id><published>2010-01-11T16:35:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:35:02.671-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ya es muy tarde como para que no pasará esto, que canciones de las cuales me reía por ser demaciado cursi y fuera de lo coherente, me identificaran, o con películas de esas de finales felices con las que solo me topaba al cambiar los canales, ahora sean las que más quiero ver, creo que me está pasando.. me está pasando, felices para siempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me descubrieron..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-5184628464007793111</id><published>2009-12-08T14:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T14:46:43.698-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>el helado de frutilla da más frío que el de chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-5184628464007793111?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/5184628464007793111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3049770404261283847</id><published>2009-11-04T23:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:44:28.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me gusta pintar para no llorar&lt;br /&gt;porque si lloro, puedo mojar mis dibujos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3049770404261283847?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3049770404261283847/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-gusta-pintar-para-no-llorar-porque.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3049770404261283847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3049770404261283847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-gusta-pintar-para-no-llorar-porque.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3133612995957042217</id><published>2009-11-04T20:48:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:50:19.551-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no me ha pasado &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; del otro mundo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3133612995957042217?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3133612995957042217/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-me-ha-pasado-nada-del-otro-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3133612995957042217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3133612995957042217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-me-ha-pasado-nada-del-otro-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3640543017472275249</id><published>2009-10-11T21:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:51:28.509-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>que la muerte se sienta bajo mis pies a 100 km/h.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3640543017472275249?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3640543017472275249/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-la-muerte-se-sienta-bajo-mis-pies.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3640543017472275249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3640543017472275249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-la-muerte-se-sienta-bajo-mis-pies.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6675847834605171893</id><published>2009-10-09T22:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:45:18.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nadie entiende que desde un principio, los billetes solo han sido un papel al que nosotros con avaricia le damos el valor que ni siquiera posee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6675847834605171893?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6675847834605171893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/10/y-que-la-plata-al-fin-y-al-cabo-sea-un.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6675847834605171893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6675847834605171893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/10/y-que-la-plata-al-fin-y-al-cabo-sea-un.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-8745134463394211511</id><published>2009-09-24T18:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:45:55.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no te creo nada, me aburri de ti&lt;br /&gt;no quiero respirar tu mismo aire&lt;br /&gt;no quiero pisar por donde caminaste&lt;br /&gt;no quiero escuchar tu nombre, ni tu voz&lt;br /&gt;me aburri de todo lo que se trata de ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-8745134463394211511?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/8745134463394211511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-te-creo-nada-ni-todo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8745134463394211511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8745134463394211511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-te-creo-nada-ni-todo.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-1707015847285036641</id><published>2009-09-19T13:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:31:57.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oigan militares porque no se destruyen con sus propias armas&lt;br /&gt;no es una pregunta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-1707015847285036641?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/1707015847285036641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/oigan-militares-porque-no-destruyen-sus.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1707015847285036641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1707015847285036641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/oigan-militares-porque-no-destruyen-sus.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3705821345880238582</id><published>2009-09-17T21:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:35:24.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'>paula</title><content type='html'>de todas las flores que existían en el mundo&lt;br /&gt;tú eras la que más podía florecer&lt;br /&gt;pero llego un hombre, y de todas las flores, te cortó a tí...&lt;br /&gt;solo porque su mesa se iba a ver más linda contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me gustaría que volvieras de vacaciones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3705821345880238582?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3705821345880238582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-todas-las-flores-que-existian-en-el.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3705821345880238582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3705821345880238582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-todas-las-flores-que-existian-en-el.html' title='paula'/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-4783234238054020466</id><published>2009-09-16T20:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:20:55.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no sé que voy hacer cuando no estés en ninguna esquina de mi pieza&lt;br /&gt;ni lo que cantaré todos los días, me enamoré de tus canciones favoritas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que el 80% de lo que escribo se trate de amor, no significa que me enamore, además nunca me fue bien en esto de los porcentajes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-4783234238054020466?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/4783234238054020466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-se-que-voy-hacer-cuando-no-estes-en_16.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4783234238054020466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4783234238054020466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-se-que-voy-hacer-cuando-no-estes-en_16.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-8526141780312214069</id><published>2009-09-13T21:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:17:32.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no soporto el centro los domingos&lt;br /&gt;hasta ahora todos mis días han sido domingos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-8526141780312214069?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/8526141780312214069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-soporto-el-centro-los-domingos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8526141780312214069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8526141780312214069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-soporto-el-centro-los-domingos.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-1589519008260350894</id><published>2009-09-13T11:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:20:09.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>esto de no saber que hacer con la vida, o no saber si podrás hacer lo que quieres con ella luego de salir del colegio, me tiene con insomnio, creo que solo la colgaré en el closet por unos años.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-1589519008260350894?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/1589519008260350894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/esto-de-no-saber-que-hacer-con-la-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1589519008260350894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1589519008260350894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/esto-de-no-saber-que-hacer-con-la-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-60926860438156656</id><published>2009-09-13T10:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:14:17.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anoche me puse a juntar todas las ganas que tenía guardadas, algunas del año pasado que no alcanzé a usar y otras que ni me acordaba que las tenía, me quedé hasta las 4 de la mañana pensando en que -de todas las cosas que quiero hacer- podría usarlas, y soñé en muchas hueas en las que me serían útiles ahora, pero no me decido todavía, yo creo que para empezar saldré a caminar hoy, a ningún lado, pero caminar.&lt;br /&gt;quizás mis piés puedan ayudarme a pensar, siempre sirven cuando menos lo esperas, como esa vez que los usé de excusa para no ir donde mi tía.&lt;br /&gt;también soñe que volaba, un pájaro me disparaba, y caía en un campo donde habían puras vacas que hablaban y me contaban que ya no querían dar más leche.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-60926860438156656?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/60926860438156656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/anoche-me-puse-juntar-todas-las-ganas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/60926860438156656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/60926860438156656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/09/anoche-me-puse-juntar-todas-las-ganas.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-4819752601308956456</id><published>2009-08-28T09:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:51:35.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>por qué los regalos para un papá&lt;br /&gt;siempre son corbatas, pañuelos o calcetines?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-4819752601308956456?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/4819752601308956456/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/por-que-los-regalos-para-un-papa.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4819752601308956456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4819752601308956456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/por-que-los-regalos-para-un-papa.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-2188663022657708729</id><published>2009-08-26T09:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T09:39:26.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>el entremés de esto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2188663022657708729?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2188663022657708729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/cielito-lindo-no-te-pongas-llover-o.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2188663022657708729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2188663022657708729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/cielito-lindo-no-te-pongas-llover-o.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-9151054943442424778</id><published>2009-08-20T15:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:31:18.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no hay nada que odie más que el presente, el futuro&lt;br /&gt;y que otra película más tenga la razón:&lt;br /&gt;"no sientes que estás engañando al mundo?"&lt;br /&gt;Elizabethtown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-9151054943442424778?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/9151054943442424778/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-sientes-que-estas-enganando-al-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/9151054943442424778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/9151054943442424778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-sientes-que-estas-enganando-al-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-5262529638542976649</id><published>2009-08-16T15:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:15:40.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me gusta tomar café y que se me acelere el corazón, por lo tanto, eres el mejor café que he tomado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-5262529638542976649?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/5262529638542976649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-gusta-tomar-cafe-y-que-se-me-acelere.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-4113315571716956004?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/4113315571716956004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/perdi-la-cuenta-de-cuantos-recuerdos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4113315571716956004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4113315571716956004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/perdi-la-cuenta-de-cuantos-recuerdos.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3689137689270851189</id><published>2009-08-10T01:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T01:51:05.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eres el único dinosaurio que no se ha extinguido&lt;br /&gt;te amo te amo te amo te amo te amo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3689137689270851189?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3689137689270851189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/eres-el-unico-dinosaurio-que-no-se-ha.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3689137689270851189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3689137689270851189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/eres-el-unico-dinosaurio-que-no-se-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-4762543828542070272</id><published>2009-08-10T00:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:37:59.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y tú que creías que quedaba tan lejos, yo ya llegué&lt;br /&gt;quizás tu llegues en 10 minutos más&lt;br /&gt;ahora, mañana o nunca, nunca, ojalá que nunca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-4762543828542070272?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/4762543828542070272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-7445275539093525267</id><published>2009-08-06T17:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:47:31.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_POe1xXbnIpI/SntPWxybypI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DvANlmsftYY/s1600-h/nekro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_POe1xXbnIpI/SntPWxybypI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DvANlmsftYY/s320/nekro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366970633682668178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nekro tienes toda la razón, como siempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-7445275539093525267?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/7445275539093525267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/nekro-tienes-toda-la-razon.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7445275539093525267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/7445275539093525267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/nekro-tienes-toda-la-razon.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_POe1xXbnIpI/SntPWxybypI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DvANlmsftYY/s72-c/nekro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-4796827571127919969</id><published>2009-08-03T20:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:45:58.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>como dijeron en la película que ví anoche:&lt;br /&gt;"no importa de donde vienes, si no a donde vas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero yo aún no sé a donde quiero ir po.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-4796827571127919969?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/4796827571127919969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/como-dijeron-en-la-pelicula-que-vi.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4796827571127919969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4796827571127919969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/como-dijeron-en-la-pelicula-que-vi.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-3210973326502551747</id><published>2009-08-03T07:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:24:54.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>es muy temprano para ponerse triste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-3210973326502551747?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/3210973326502551747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/es-muuuuy-temprano-pa-andar-escribiendo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3210973326502551747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/3210973326502551747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/08/es-muuuuy-temprano-pa-andar-escribiendo.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-798667901280387382</id><published>2009-07-29T18:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:12:40.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoy día me di cuenta que tú eres mi objeto lírico&lt;br /&gt;en mi mundo del absurdo y que realmente no me importa&lt;br /&gt;que esté pasando fuera de estas 4 paredes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-798667901280387382?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/798667901280387382/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoy-dia-me-di-cuenta-que-tu-eres-mi.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/798667901280387382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/798667901280387382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoy-dia-me-di-cuenta-que-tu-eres-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6898879837161052380</id><published>2009-07-21T14:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:39:12.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cuando era más chica (de edad) pensaba que las palabras se me iban a ir acabando o que me iba a quedar muda de tanto hablar, ahora que lo pienso tengo una gran escasez de te quieros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6898879837161052380?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-2952611275069752341</id><published>2009-07-21T07:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T07:54:40.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>perdón, ninguna palabra es suficiente&lt;br /&gt;para lo que quiero escribirte en este momento.&lt;br /&gt;intentémoslo mañana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2952611275069752341?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2952611275069752341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/perdon-ninguna-palabra-es-suficiente.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link 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felicidad...&lt;br /&gt;que queda muy poco espacio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2461375785016350934?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2461375785016350934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/que-ni-tu-materialismo-ni-tu_20.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2461375785016350934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2461375785016350934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/que-ni-tu-materialismo-ni-tu_20.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-1191306110247274792</id><published>2009-07-20T00:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:29:23.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>al menos yo no tengo ese problema&lt;br /&gt;de que cuando lloro se me corra el maquillaje.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-1191306110247274792?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/1191306110247274792/comments/default' title='Enviar 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-2732809851799772257</id><published>2009-07-19T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:28:28.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quiero ver a un hombre en alguna esquina del centro&lt;br /&gt;que tenga un cartel que diga "el fin está cerca"&lt;br /&gt;ya que la vida es tan larga, y no me queda que hacer&lt;br /&gt;tampoco es mi culpa que no lo alcanzen a leer&lt;br /&gt;o que tú no leas ni lo último ni lo primero que te escribo&lt;br /&gt;que se te cortó la luz no es una excusa&lt;br /&gt;que se me rompió la punta del lápiz tampoco es una mía&lt;br /&gt;sé que tengo que decir, pero no sé si decirlo&lt;br /&gt;no quiero escribirlo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2732809851799772257?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2732809851799772257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/quiero-ver-un-hombre-en-alguna-esquina.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2732809851799772257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2732809851799772257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/quiero-ver-un-hombre-en-alguna-esquina.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-438930302408954737</id><published>2009-07-19T14:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:28:49.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tuve que cortar mis pestañas otra vez&lt;br /&gt;me lavé los ojos con shampoo, no te veía bien.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-438930302408954737?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/438930302408954737/comments/default' title='Enviar 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-5073019407328693690</id><published>2009-07-19T12:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:16:07.889-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aquí está mi mente y aquí estan mis ojos.&lt;br /&gt;-dijo el niño apuntando hacia la televisión y la ventana-&lt;br /&gt;no sabía(mos) que todos eramos iguales.&lt;br /&gt;en este caso, podría decir que voy a cambiar de canal&lt;br /&gt;porque ya se fué la señal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y le tengo miedo a los poltergeist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-5073019407328693690?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/5073019407328693690/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/aqui-esta-mi-mente-y-aqui-estan-mis.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5073019407328693690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5073019407328693690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/aqui-esta-mi-mente-y-aqui-estan-mis.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-1153917483669392399</id><published>2009-07-14T00:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:59:40.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'>y no me lo pienso comer</title><content type='html'>eres como el último arroz de mi plato al almuerzo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-1153917483669392399?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/1153917483669392399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/eres-como-la-ultima-cancion-que-suena.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1153917483669392399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/1153917483669392399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/eres-como-la-ultima-cancion-que-suena.html' title='y no me lo pienso comer'/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6225547616392721729</id><published>2009-07-10T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:50:14.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>disculpa, pero no merezco tus disculpas&lt;br /&gt;ni la voz, ni la cara con la que lo estás haciendo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6225547616392721729?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6225547616392721729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/disculpa-pero-no-merezco-tus-disculpas.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6225547616392721729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6225547616392721729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/disculpa-pero-no-merezco-tus-disculpas.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-555696120364265406</id><published>2009-07-01T20:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:38:33.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pensar que todos escribimos con las mismas letras.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-555696120364265406?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/555696120364265406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/pensar-que-todos-escribimos-con-las.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/555696120364265406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/555696120364265406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/07/pensar-que-todos-escribimos-con-las.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-4599895945312346718</id><published>2009-06-29T11:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:57:27.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>basurita en el ojo</title><content type='html'>vamos llegando, se oía a lo lejos&lt;br /&gt;a una altura de 1000 metros, en la mitad de este cielo&lt;br /&gt;donde mis pies se ahogaban de solo pensarte&lt;br /&gt;se estaba haciendo de noche en este basural&lt;br /&gt;ya estabamos aburridos de esperar&lt;br /&gt;mirando a los ojos pasajeros&lt;br /&gt;que ya me habían dejado la piel gastada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-4599895945312346718?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-6390905684966860738</id><published>2009-06-25T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:43:27.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>esta sería la canción que te cantaría, si tan solo supiera cantar&lt;br /&gt;en esta habitación, dime, que paredes nos van a recordar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-6390905684966860738?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/6390905684966860738/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/tarararra.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6390905684966860738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/6390905684966860738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/tarararra.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-5719708523722780304</id><published>2009-06-08T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:11:31.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aún pienso que vay a llegar un día a decirme cualquier huea menos la que quiero escuchar, pero no importa, te escucho lo que querai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-5719708523722780304?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/5719708523722780304/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/aun-pienso-que-vay-llegar-un-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5719708523722780304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5719708523722780304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/aun-pienso-que-vay-llegar-un-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-4208050667351023634</id><published>2009-06-06T02:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:00:43.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>para ti</title><content type='html'>antes que todo, no soy de lo más expresiva, perdón.&lt;br /&gt;nunca creí en esa huea de enamorarse -aún me cuesta creerlo- pero mi incredulidad no me ganó, porque te conocí, si, ya te conozco, ya me sé tu nombre. deja ponerme romántica un rato y llenarte la pieza de corazones y dedicarte canciones de ricardo arjona... no te asustis, no lo haría. a cambio de eso te dedico lo que caminé ayer -que fué mucho- el día de hoy, y los rojos que me sacaré en las pruebas donde no me pude concentrar por pensar mucho en tí.&lt;br /&gt;perdoname por ser tan yo aveces o mejor perdoname por quererte tanto, no lo puedo evitar, como tampoco puedo evitar hacerte cosquillas, es que tu risa me hace feliz oye.&lt;br /&gt;si quieres aprendo a cocinar lo que querai y te llevo la comida a la cama, o me levanto más temprano para ser yo quien te despierte.&lt;br /&gt;me fuí de tu casa hace unas horas, quiero volver, por mi fuera que nuestros días no terminen y sea viernes hasta que seamos viejitos, aunque viejitos es mucho tiempo, pero gastaría esta vida y compraría unas cuantas más para gastarlas en ti.&lt;br /&gt;me iría de chile, solo para sentir que tengo que volver luego para verte.&lt;br /&gt;la verdad no sé si te muestre esto que estoy escribiendo, tampoco sé si te lo diga a la cara, pero dejame dejar algo claro, te amo. quiéeeen lo iba a pensar, quién lo iba a pensar? te amo.&lt;br /&gt;eres mi john lennon, mi jim morrison, pero más que eso, eres mío.&lt;br /&gt;ya, me decidí, te voy a mostrar mi declaración de amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-4208050667351023634?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/4208050667351023634/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/nunca-crei-en-esa-huea-de-enamorarse.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4208050667351023634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/4208050667351023634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/nunca-crei-en-esa-huea-de-enamorarse.html' title='para ti'/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-5448590445767886944</id><published>2009-06-03T19:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:24:39.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tuve que leer un libro para poder entenderte..&lt;br /&gt;me quedan 30 páginas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-5448590445767886944?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/5448590445767886944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuve-que-leer-un-libro-para-poder.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5448590445767886944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5448590445767886944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuve-que-leer-un-libro-para-poder.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-5349050763717350346</id><published>2009-06-03T18:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:08:04.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh darling</title><content type='html'>te tomé en brazos y te hice besar la luna y el sol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-5349050763717350346?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/5349050763717350346/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-darling.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5349050763717350346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5349050763717350346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-darling.html' title='oh darling'/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-5241227663820831004</id><published>2009-06-03T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:14:29.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ya son la 1 de la mañana, tendría que estar estudiando, pero sigo acá escribiéndote cosas que nisquiera debería repetir, ni menos seguir pensando pero ya es taaaaaaaaaarde en temuco y en mi cabeza. te odio en todos los idiomas posibles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-5241227663820831004?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/5241227663820831004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/ya-son-las-1-de-la-manana-tendria-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5241227663820831004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/5241227663820831004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/ya-son-las-1-de-la-manana-tendria-que.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-2826214866140848542</id><published>2009-06-02T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:10:47.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoy salí a humedecer un poco las calles&lt;br /&gt;con las canciones más felices que no tengo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pd: se compra disco que venga con sonrisa de bonus track.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2826214866140848542?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2826214866140848542/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/hoy-sali-humedecer-un-poco-las-calles.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2826214866140848542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2826214866140848542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/06/hoy-sali-humedecer-un-poco-las-calles.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-8644432125524492366</id><published>2009-05-30T12:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T19:51:44.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lo único que necesito es un colchón, música y muchos rolls&lt;br /&gt;ah chucha, y a ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-8644432125524492366?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/8644432125524492366/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/05/lo-unico-que-necesito-es-un-colchon.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8644432125524492366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/8644432125524492366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/05/lo-unico-que-necesito-es-un-colchon.html' title=''/><author><name>carolina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12848142702842365167</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134431836022120135.post-2902616286571209283</id><published>2009-05-27T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:45:30.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>estás con la boca cerrada, pero no me dejas de hablar&lt;br /&gt;no entiendo lo que no estás diciendo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134431836022120135-2902616286571209283?l=ola-carmesi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/feeds/2902616286571209283/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/05/estas-con-la-boca-cerrada-pero-no-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2902616286571209283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134431836022120135/posts/default/2902616286571209283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ola-carmesi.blogspot.com/2009/05/estas-con-la-boca-cerrada-pero-no-me.html' 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