<?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-20905779</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:57:59.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...confessions you oughta know...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20905779.post-115695887813567696</id><published>2006-08-30T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T10:29:58.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I wish you would disappear from my dreams ,from the tears in my eyes. I wish I could forget your name and your laugh. Just come back. I wish I would never see you again. I wish you could evaporate from my soul, my life. Everyday I pray for a miracle to bring you closer to me, but you never come home. I wish I could wipe you from my body by only pressing delete. And once and for all I wish the ocean would drown me in its waters...to never see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-nora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-115695887813567696?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/115695887813567696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=115695887813567696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/115695887813567696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/115695887813567696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wish.html' title='I wish...'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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-20905779.post-115687183221680823</id><published>2006-08-29T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T10:17:12.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mana</title><content type='html'>AMOR MIO SI ESTOY DEBAJO DEL VAIVEN DE TUS PIERNAS SI ESTOY HUNDIDO EN UN VAIVEN DE CADERAS, ESTO ES EL CIELO, ES MI CIELO.AMOR FUGADO, ME TOMAS, ME DEJAS, ME EXPRIMES Y ME TIRAS A UN LADO , TE VAS A OTROS CIELOS Y REGRESAS COMO LOS COLIBRIS ME TIENES COMO UN PERRO A TUS PIES OTRA VEZ MI BOCA INSENSATA, VUELVE A CAER EN TU PIELVUELVE A MI TU BOCA Y PROVOCA,VUELVO A CAER, DE TUS PECHOS EN TUS PAR DE PIES,LABIOS COMPARTIDOS, LABIOS DIVIDOS, MI AMOR,YO NO PUEDO COMPARTIR TUS LABIOS, QUE COMPARTO EL ENGAÑO, Y COMPARTO MIS DIAS, Y EL DOLOR,YA NO PUEDO COMPARTIR TUS LABIOS,HOOO AMOR, HOOO AMOR..COMPARTIDOAMOR MUTANTE AMIGOS CON DERECHO Y SIN DERECHO DE TENERTE SIEMPRE , Y SIEMPRE TENGO QUE ESPERAR PACIENTE, EL PEDAZO QUE ME TOCA DE TI , RELAMPAGOS DE ALCOHOL LAS VOCES SOLAS LLORARAN EN EL SOL HE MI BOCA EN LLAMAS TORTURADA TE DESNUDAS ANGEL ADA LUEGO TE VAS.OTRA VEZ MI BOCA INSENSATA, VUELVE A CAER EN TU PIEL DE MIEL VUELVE A MI TU BOCA, DUELE , VUELVO A CAER DE TUS PECHOS EN TUS PAR DE PIES.LABIOS COMPARTIDOS , LABIOS DIVIDOS MI AMOR , YO NO PUEDO COMPARTIR TUS LABIOS, QUE COMPARTO EL ENGAÑO Y COMPARTO MIS DIAS Y EL DOLOR, YA NO PUEDO COMPARTIR TUS LABIOS, QUE ME PARTE UN RAYO , QUE ME ENTIERRE EL OLVIDO, MI AMOR PERO NO PUEDO MAS COMPARTIR TUS LABIOS , COMPARTIR TUS BESOS, LABIOS COMPARTIDOS TE AMO CON TODA MI FE SIN MEDIDA TE AMO AUNQUE ESTES COMPARTIDA TUS LABIOS TIENEN EL CONTROL.TE AMO CON TODA MI FE SIN MEDIDA TE AMO AUNQUE ESTES COMPARTIDA Y SIGUES TU CON EL CONTROL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-115687183221680823?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/115687183221680823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=115687183221680823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/115687183221680823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/115687183221680823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/08/mana.html' title='Mana'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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-20905779.post-114677340404518046</id><published>2006-05-04T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T13:10:04.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I was dying to know you, dying to feel your kiss melt in mine. I was dying to know all your thoughts, dying to throw away our distance, dying to see a smile on your face. But now I've lost you and here I am again...writing at the exact place where we first met, lost not knowing if I should feel, think, or forget, because &lt;em&gt;I still love you. &lt;/em&gt;Tell me what brought us here? I don't want this melancholy sensation anymore. God help me understand why I can't sleep at night, why the only taste in my mouth is that of nicotine. Perhaps Cupid made a mistake...I always thought that you and I had our own fairy tale, but today I realized that not all come with a happy ending. Like our song said, "close my eyes..." This time to forget the story of our unsolved mystery. What should I tell my heart, it's not easy to be left in despair. My friend forgive me...for being jealous and not understanding. Maybe one day you can sit down and tell me what she is like and how you fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-114677340404518046?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/114677340404518046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=114677340404518046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114677340404518046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114677340404518046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/05/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20905779.post-114677267176299175</id><published>2006-05-04T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T13:01:08.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today I left...&lt;br /&gt;Today I left wanting to stay..&lt;br /&gt;Today I packed away memories of you, memories of us, pictures, and our song&lt;br /&gt;Today I left..&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand with my loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Losing a love..Gaining a friendship&lt;br /&gt;Today I left intoxicated by our conversation and my tears&lt;br /&gt;Realizing how transparent you are in my eyes, because I know you so well&lt;br /&gt;Today I left..&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you with your routine of Weds day nights out and morning walks with you dog&lt;br /&gt;Every so often a hot tub that invites over the company of one or more&lt;br /&gt;Today I tried to have a moment alone, but I couldn't smoke away the thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;Today I left..&lt;br /&gt;In search of someone else..&lt;br /&gt;Today I was with him and saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-nora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-114677267176299175?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/114677267176299175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=114677267176299175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114677267176299175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114677267176299175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/05/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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-20905779.post-114408329268221710</id><published>2006-04-03T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T14:23:52.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..love u..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Come and paint your perfume on me..together we will do the impossible, the unobtainable. Come and sketch my outline across the canvas of our bed...every once in a while we create a different position, from an artist to an acrobat. Your lips leaving me a necklace of that expensive fragrance you wear when you look to seduce. I love when you look at me that way and your eyes become the windows to your soul. I love the way you make me forget about everything...with only a whisper, compelling me to stare blankly at the motion of your hands and lips. Making love is paradise anything, but indifferent, but always the same. In the hunt of predator over prey...my lips tattooed to your skin..with the entertainment of our silence and its conversation. You left me enough air to echo, within the corners of our room, the eight letters of an -I LOVE YOU-different from anyone else before me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;By Nora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-114408329268221710?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/114408329268221710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=114408329268221710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114408329268221710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114408329268221710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-u.html' title='..love u..'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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-20905779.post-114375977724933905</id><published>2006-03-30T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T14:25:48.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I suspect that you have no idea of what role you play in my life. Sometimes I have to make my own archievs and in detail spell out the variety of reasons why I still love you. Attentively, I try and gather a collective image of the philosopic world that roams in my interior. The evidence indicates stability, but I still have doubts, who are you.....why you...Believe me when I tell you that I stop throughout my daily activities to think about you. This influence you have upoon me is so effective...bringing changes to my conduct...to my routine. When I call don't stop me from wanting to verbally draw out the design of you body. I promise, you to will feel the sensitivity in my voice. Of course, everything I do has a purpose...sometimes only ment to enable an enhanced pleasure. Don't refuse to explore what you can't control, set aside the defensive barrier and put into practice everything you want to be with me. With the sincerity of my truth and complex vulnerability in my words...I have found satisfaction in what i primarily wrote for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by nora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-114375977724933905?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/114375977724933905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=114375977724933905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114375977724933905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114375977724933905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/03/you.html' title='You'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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-20905779.post-114366744810712144</id><published>2006-03-29T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T14:21:32.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"US"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's Monday morning and I am jealous of the mirror that has first class tickets to your reflection. I invite you to the company of my skin to a moment of freedom and the absurd. Allow me to take away your breath and the opportunity to take your time and make it ours. Every time I love you more...not changing you for anything. My story has already been written along with a book called "us"....Today the clock has become my worst enemy..Only here to steal away the minutes of hearing your voice over the telephone. I cry at the thought of yet another night without your lips againts mine. My pillow misses your smell and you miss the movement of your body within my sheets. Through your bedroom window the moon sneaks in while you sleep..softly sliding across your body..without your permission..making me jealous. Tuesday is almost here and every time.. I love you more...I beg for your company. But.. one day my path I will mark across your skin and without saying a word..tell you everything. One day...I'll read you my story...with first class tickets to a Monday morning of your reflection in my eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;By NORA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-114366744810712144?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/114366744810712144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=114366744810712144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114366744810712144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114366744810712144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/03/us.html' title='&quot;US&quot;'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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-20905779.post-114246093771317220</id><published>2006-03-15T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T14:21:01.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Is it possible to miss something that you never physically had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Why is it this hard to realize that what I once had is gone and that it was my choice to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Why is it impossible to forget about "us" even when i try and force myself to stop thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Why is it i catch myself searching for you everywhere i go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Why i just don't know....maybe because i still love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;by nora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-114246093771317220?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/114246093771317220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=114246093771317220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114246093771317220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114246093771317220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/03/reality.html' title='reality'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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-20905779.post-114081464849916890</id><published>2006-02-24T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T12:57:28.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...amor...</title><content type='html'>Te amare por que soyTotalmente esclavo de tu amorTe amare como soyPor que donde vayas tu yo voyTe amare solo a tiNadie puede hacerte mas felizPoco a poco un provarTu sabor es mi debilidadMemorize cada sendero de tu pielTus coqueteos y esa forma de morderNo sabes cuanto me provocaSi me tocas un minuto Y soy tuyo otra vezTe amare y te amareCon mis manos te dibujareComo un ciego sereLentamente te podre leerLo que siento ni el tiempo lo cambiaraEsta historia de amor no tendra finalSimplemente lo seYo siempre te amareTe amare mientras duerma te soñareMis caricias lo dicen buscandoteEs mi voz la que grita diciendo queTe AmareTe amareTe entrego lo que soy y lo que puedo serHipnotizado no me puedo defenderDe esa mirada diferente impacienteY en tu boca me vuelvo a perderTe amare y te amareCon mis manos te dibujareComo un ciego lo hareDejare mis huellas en la pielLo que siento ni el tiempo lo cambiaraEsta historia de amor no tendra finalSimplemente lo seYo siempre te amareTe amare mientras duerma te soñareMis caricias lo dicen buscandoteEs mi voz la que grita diciendo queTe AmareTe amareTe amareComo un loco siempre te amareTe amare, te amareY te amare, te amareTe amareComo un loco siempre te amare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-114081464849916890?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/114081464849916890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=114081464849916890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114081464849916890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114081464849916890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/02/amor.html' title='...amor...'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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-20905779.post-114081212950182080</id><published>2006-02-24T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T12:15:29.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...BIRTHDAY....</title><content type='html'>...I am so happy today.... so happy to know that I have people like &lt;em&gt;YOU &lt;/em&gt;in my life.... 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/20905779-114081212950182080?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/114081212950182080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=114081212950182080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114081212950182080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/114081212950182080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/02/birthday.html' title='...BIRTHDAY....'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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-20905779.post-113961580503345313</id><published>2006-02-10T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T15:56:45.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day.....</title><content type='html'>um dia vou te ver pessoalmente e poder te abraçar, sentir seu corpo junto ao meu, seu amor..&lt;br /&gt;um dia vou te olhar nos olhos, e transmitir todo o meu amor atraves deles..&lt;br /&gt;um dia vou sentir o seu perfume, sentir o seu cheiro, me apaixonar novamente..&lt;br /&gt;um dia vou andar de maos dadas, num lindo lugar e mostrar a todos que vc é o meu amor ..&lt;br /&gt;um dia vou passar a mao nos seus cabelos, assim como vc faz, te fazer carinho, cafune..&lt;br /&gt;um dia vou ver de perto seu lindo sorriso, e beijar seus labios, sentir o seu gosto..&lt;br /&gt;um dia vou sentir seu coração batendo  forte junto ao meu peito, sentir seu calor, deitar com vc...&lt;br /&gt;um dia vou te amar a noite toda, e esse dia, será o mais feliz da minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love of my life................miss you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-113961580503345313?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/113961580503345313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=113961580503345313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/113961580503345313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/113961580503345313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-day.html' title='One day.....'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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-20905779.post-113865076036340315</id><published>2006-01-30T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T14:24:56.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just thinking</title><content type='html'>Never did i come to imagine how close i would grow to people, i have yet to personally meet. Distance from all my friends and family, distance from you, it's only my worse punishment. It's hard to believe how much i care for all of you and at times it appears childish to think i can with hold such a relationship only by internet basis. With the passing of time we have grown closer and i have come to realize that the unrealistic conversations we have had are capable of changing my mood and making me feel as if you were next to me. The internet has become an addiction.....because yes i miss you that much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By nora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-113865076036340315?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/113865076036340315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=113865076036340315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/113865076036340315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/113865076036340315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-thinking.html' title='just thinking'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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-20905779.post-113728068423658423</id><published>2006-01-14T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T15:18:04.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hummmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Today is such a wonderful day, I am so full of energy and i owe it all to that wonderful girl that i talked to lastnight. I swear life is so ironic and i dont think that i will ever learn the system that it runs on, if there is such a thing. Tonight i will drink to all the pleasures life brings me because life is such a bitch and so am i hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20905779-113728068423658423?l=ndaniela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/feeds/113728068423658423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20905779&amp;postID=113728068423658423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/113728068423658423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20905779/posts/default/113728068423658423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ndaniela.blogspot.com/2006/01/hummmm.html' title='hummmm...'/><author><name>D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03482890161488846175</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></feed>
