tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14139786995110710582024-02-18T18:20:34.330-08:00[ G a s t ó n ] Yeah, I Wanna Be Wellgastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-68039721922814666262011-10-04T15:44:00.000-07:002011-10-04T16:16:58.511-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfepuP_4Cf0HODhzQjIqQwNZxMoAWnJ1OKptZmzHlAeLJuoRKR7lIuWHfBHSQJeOtgD3hmMlxQMWd1bZFrVVEg2R2WShkQ1WhZJADNUl4kVgYlc-bZdQhq10Uk2c5DVH2jZakPxt67INfd/s1600/hr_the_walking_dead.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfepuP_4Cf0HODhzQjIqQwNZxMoAWnJ1OKptZmzHlAeLJuoRKR7lIuWHfBHSQJeOtgD3hmMlxQMWd1bZFrVVEg2R2WShkQ1WhZJADNUl4kVgYlc-bZdQhq10Uk2c5DVH2jZakPxt67INfd/s400/hr_the_walking_dead.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659771982803866002" /></a>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-74645649252722090272011-10-04T15:04:00.000-07:002011-10-04T15:12:14.818-07:00<p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#3366ff;">"Sonriendo sin felicidad, defraudado y triste un dia mas.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Mi vida que pasa y yo aca, siempre sigo parado en el mismo lugar"</span></span></span></strong></p><p><br /></p>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-66961153611331576112011-05-05T09:40:00.000-07:002011-05-05T09:47:36.423-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>♪♪Hoy estoy tan solo, </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>solo ke no aguanto mas,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>KREO KE LA REALIDAD ME ESTA PEGANDO MAL!♪♪</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong>♪♪Pero por esto no he de sufrir mirando tele soy Feliz♪♪</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-73320434178921430832009-12-12T18:52:00.000-08:002009-12-12T19:03:07.804-08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">There's 52 ways to murder anyone </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">One or two are the same, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">And they both work as well</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"> I'm coming clean for Amy, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Julie doesn't scream as well </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">And the cops won't listen all night </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">And so maybe, maybe I'll be over</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"> Just as soon as I fill them all in </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">And I can remember when I saw her last </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">We were running all around and having a blast</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"> But the back seat of the drive-in </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Is so lonely without you </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">I know when you're home </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">I was thinking about you, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">There was was something I forgot to say </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">I was crying on a Saturday night </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">I was out cruising without you, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">They were playing our song </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Crying on Saturday night</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"> As the moon becomes the night time </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">You go viciously, quietly away </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">I'm sitting in the bedroom, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Where we used to sit and smoke cigarettes </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Now I'm watching, watching you die</span></strong> </div>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-83277404068715745972009-12-03T11:19:00.000-08:002009-12-03T11:21:52.530-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSAfHzomUbyfhfzbicBvYoKAZTPOCaITggmEvhHnG1KmktbCHwPSY6cCxSbn-6s737Rp-L0oNx77FezJUog5REOliVKbk2QTd-n8Oix5BGkYmKXJJE-SNCiNteOFB_pHM-RuMAdclgaL9k/s1600-h/1232768041953_f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411092149364053250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSAfHzomUbyfhfzbicBvYoKAZTPOCaITggmEvhHnG1KmktbCHwPSY6cCxSbn-6s737Rp-L0oNx77FezJUog5REOliVKbk2QTd-n8Oix5BGkYmKXJJE-SNCiNteOFB_pHM-RuMAdclgaL9k/s400/1232768041953_f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-72230566661181608372009-03-15T07:51:00.000-07:002009-03-15T07:56:03.393-07:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Me canse de escuchar, que es lo que me conviene a mi.<br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">Solo se que creer es insistir en lo mismo mas de una</span> vez.<br />No crees? romper las barreras es una cuestion de </em></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">voluntad y mas, lo se...<br /></span>Porque lo que yo quiero es lo que yo siento<br /></em></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">Y no te metas en mi camino, que te voy a golpear!.<br /></span>Esperen sentado esperar cambiar mi pensar!<br />Con sudor y actitud es la mejor forma de prograsar!<br /></em></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">Me canse que me mires de arriba a abajo,<br />yo no soy un pelotudo sin cerebro.<br /></span>Te dare si me das, de lo contrario ni te me acerques<br /></em></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">No es facil encaminarse bien, pero es imposoble caer...<br /></span>Porque lo que yo quiero es lo que yo siento<br />Y no te metas en mi camino, que te voy a golpear!.<br /></em></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">Esperen sentado esperar cambiar mi pensar!<br /></span>Con sudor y actitud es la mejor forma de prograsar!</em></span></span></strong></div>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-70326295944220917992009-03-15T07:44:00.000-07:002009-03-15T07:51:12.109-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVx5AtgJ4LC_fhcGGWW2Jlu8vB6W0IR1HBi-ncVi704cyZ8n7IagM4YwgUCGDkZ3_ZQuEWTOnOAeIS7uhTziu6jlKSKNf5f6YJAJeDhD7km0XxvcVDOk9dMfMbRZyRQ2u_1pGT3-RdsVKE/s1600-h/08.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313425791842706994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 405px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVx5AtgJ4LC_fhcGGWW2Jlu8vB6W0IR1HBi-ncVi704cyZ8n7IagM4YwgUCGDkZ3_ZQuEWTOnOAeIS7uhTziu6jlKSKNf5f6YJAJeDhD7km0XxvcVDOk9dMfMbRZyRQ2u_1pGT3-RdsVKE/s400/08.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-43081388075700728532009-03-07T19:18:00.000-08:002009-03-07T19:21:19.746-08:00...<strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXLmFGpbV0ERc5CViy9bDG8-dWy_lFtJV6x076npttvcc4WpjaPwdk59srOLkBbpungs1P2PYz9ZfWdhboc7nScF9BYi0_4jRFprvtsfAvAeUzHk1GD0AzVJhQmSCMnksR5e2BUgFrQHUU/s1600-h/17.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310651388370355458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 472px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXLmFGpbV0ERc5CViy9bDG8-dWy_lFtJV6x076npttvcc4WpjaPwdk59srOLkBbpungs1P2PYz9ZfWdhboc7nScF9BYi0_4jRFprvtsfAvAeUzHk1GD0AzVJhQmSCMnksR5e2BUgFrQHUU/s400/17.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><br /><div></div>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-55969586550288658182009-02-28T19:41:00.000-08:002009-03-14T23:08:05.326-07:00<p align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><em><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">"Deforme, incompleto,</span> lanzado a este mundo cuando solo a medias <span style="color:#33ccff;">estaba terminado</span><span style="color:#ffffff;">...y tan ajeno a las imagenes de moda que hasta los</span> perros ladran a mi paso... Ocurre que yo, en esta blanda malicie de <span style="color:#33ccff;">la paz, no encuentro mas placer para matar el tiempo que espiar mi</span> <span style="color:#ffffff;">sombra bajo el sol o glosar</span> las variantes de mi deformidad. Pues <span style="color:#33ccff;">bien, ya que no puedo actuar como alguien normal, para matar el</span> tedio de estos tiempos galantes, <span style="color:#ffffff;">he decidido actuar como un villano;</span> <span style="color:#33ccff;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">y abominar de los huecos</span> placeres de la moda"</span></strong></em></span></p><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="right"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="right"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;">William <span style="color:#ffffff;">Shakespeare.</span> </span></em></strong></div>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-91234980555929882842009-02-25T15:24:00.000-08:002009-03-14T23:00:56.781-07:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><em>Ya viví lo suficiente para estar domesticado pero no me han <span style="color:#ffffff;">enseñado a ser maduro.</span></em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><em>Y me hago pajas en las noches que voy caliente y ciegopara no <span style="color:#ffffff;">acabar en brazos de algún amor comprado,porque cada noche</span> sueño que acabo enamorado de algún amor extraño!!!</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><em><span style="color:#ffffff;">No me da la gana escuchar esa canción,no soporto los recuerdos</span> que me ablandarán en mis sucias noches o por las madrugadas en <span style="color:#ffffff;">las que me enfrento al sol!!!</span></em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><em>Que duelen al respirar, ¡Son tantos olores!El viento de otoño y en <span style="color:#ffffff;">otoño oler la mar,el romero, las chimeneas y el olor a callejón.</span></em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><em>Yo que cada noche sueño que acabo enamorado de algún amor <span style="color:#ffffff;">extraño.Me hago pajas en las noches que voy caliente y ciego para</span> no acabar en brazos de algún amor comprado.</em></span></strong></div>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-90737705138986946012009-02-24T14:17:00.000-08:002009-02-24T14:31:43.504-08:00GABBA GABBA HEY!!!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqXvkcKx7DY3DQE84Hn_Qx88h2RXMmr1cxKRiKOTc8ccHULZt_OLNTEfkJhxq4vsIz3f5vpHWAalrKcMKSJskN5AuRftHQzMwtaXi3Xwvdqj9kELBZfpVy6et2KoalFaoj-FMDk9ccz7c/s1600-h/2007_ramones_lakeside.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306491987531566978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 412px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqXvkcKx7DY3DQE84Hn_Qx88h2RXMmr1cxKRiKOTc8ccHULZt_OLNTEfkJhxq4vsIz3f5vpHWAalrKcMKSJskN5AuRftHQzMwtaXi3Xwvdqj9kELBZfpVy6et2KoalFaoj-FMDk9ccz7c/s400/2007_ramones_lakeside.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">HEY</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">HO</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">LET'S</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">GO</span></div>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-33502646556283457422009-02-23T15:38:00.000-08:002009-02-23T16:01:58.887-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6IKc4vRN9-reXP0JcPXIWJs99l3a-FZhIz9uTqY9ZuvqUM3bYCKX5UPzFiTWDqT69PCLnECsYf6Cz_IP7qtGAyTYrSpBNKGH27gJWSjh5lHodasdFhN9cD5Hh7Z1UTqHAApTG2T29zFge/s1600-h/Dibujo.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306146460368041538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6IKc4vRN9-reXP0JcPXIWJs99l3a-FZhIz9uTqY9ZuvqUM3bYCKX5UPzFiTWDqT69PCLnECsYf6Cz_IP7qtGAyTYrSpBNKGH27gJWSjh5lHodasdFhN9cD5Hh7Z1UTqHAApTG2T29zFge/s400/Dibujo.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-77615035258246574462009-02-11T08:23:00.000-08:002009-02-11T08:34:29.775-08:00FLeMA<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKavG4ZH65te1lzzyPuHk1z2_SsIpAN1DlmaARMsIUjebRDHtUfgd-1twDTBaH2_WA1vRM0MmW5PZQI18M7maP9fCp4eMjwKQEep_OOE4wBhgPdER8Qn9-IpNsGPJIl_AD72m32Xy1ORYY/s1600-h/10702465_500-tile.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301576470293787474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKavG4ZH65te1lzzyPuHk1z2_SsIpAN1DlmaARMsIUjebRDHtUfgd-1twDTBaH2_WA1vRM0MmW5PZQI18M7maP9fCp4eMjwKQEep_OOE4wBhgPdER8Qn9-IpNsGPJIl_AD72m32Xy1ORYY/s400/10702465_500-tile.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"><em><span style="font-family:verdana;">FLeMA</span></em></span></strong></div><div><strong><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Si a nadie le importa lo que yo hago</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Si me quedo o si me voy</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Si a nadie le importa lo que pienso</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Y aunque lo intento solo estoy</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>A nadie dedico estas palabras</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Sin enojos, sin rencor</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>De nadie voy a despedirme</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Bueno nadie, chau, adiós,</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Chau, adiós!!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Chau, adiós!!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>Chau, adiós!!!</strong></span></div>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-46076054747069244652009-02-10T13:11:00.000-08:002009-02-10T14:40:51.252-08:00Recitado - Ricky Espinosa<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP8ahjryh-n6j2CwuPtU0qiQ-CN_JhTXxgF9K-HoCpX27oCM7VJ5KeNqUhN_f07BJHak7tJucKctVaQiQcSmhvHCtx_t-Bm7Sr_UYoI0uYA-PjizzgGW5NADSxV-b0oIBRn3IRayB3yWqg/s1600-h/anigif.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301293272222978914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP8ahjryh-n6j2CwuPtU0qiQ-CN_JhTXxgF9K-HoCpX27oCM7VJ5KeNqUhN_f07BJHak7tJucKctVaQiQcSmhvHCtx_t-Bm7Sr_UYoI0uYA-PjizzgGW5NADSxV-b0oIBRn3IRayB3yWqg/s320/anigif.gif" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">No me interesa saludarte, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">ni contarte nada sobre mi vida.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">Ni tus guiños complices, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">ni tus palmadas sobre mi espalda</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">pueden hacerme sentir que la vida continua.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">A que grado vas??que vas a hacer cuando crezcas??</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">Voy a ser tu asesino, el asesino de tu herencia.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">Yo no te voy a matar, </span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">pero lo que es peor </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">cuando estes agonizando y estires el brazo para agarrarte de algo</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">voy a estar en mi cama masturbandome </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;">mirando como se cae el techo.</span></strong>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1413978699511071058.post-38137864445653387172009-02-10T07:22:00.000-08:002009-02-10T14:42:37.993-08:00RAMONES - Baby I love you<p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwGC9hdHKowygdtIjWQJywffWN1C2Txdvw7bvxxEzeD_noswneC5dNue40A3ho9aZNgWsRSP6oNBj9y_zzYEA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">Muy buena cancion, igual parece q hacian un re playback el dia ese!</span></em></strong></p><p><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">jaja!</span></em></strong></p><p align="left"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">Aguanten los Ramones!!!</span></em></strong></p><p align="left"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">Hey Ho Let's Go!!!</span></em></strong></p>gastónflemahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10638939700167940430noreply@blogger.com1