<?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-2651446065637168864</id><updated>2011-12-17T15:11:03.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Days Of The Old Count</title><subtitle type='html'>62 days to go and my summer vacations is over</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-6502513989832533922</id><published>2009-12-31T01:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:16:08.938-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY OF THE OLD COUNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I feel like this are my last days in this world, but I don’t intend to dissapear, this year was amazing, not because my social obligations, It’s because I discovered that I am an artifact with hope, I am not completeley a Nobody. I can sense others feelings and express them in myself. I don’t know if this is good but it makes me more like a human.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It’s has been too many days since I became a nobody, I tried to find my somebody in someone else but that heart was lost in the shadows, And appears like shards in Someone else (Hearts or feelings)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am proud of not being part of this system, I am a lonely one who thinks that we are just tools of the government and we intend to follow that way.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am goning to say goodbye to this year, and all the good things that I spent.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;Roxtok&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-6502513989832533922?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/6502513989832533922/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=6502513989832533922' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6502513989832533922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6502513989832533922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-of-old-count.html' title='LAST DAY OF THE OLD COUNT'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-2307849082687619923</id><published>2009-11-11T00:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:45:52.442-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THE WORLD ENDS WITH YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We are here for a reason that’s what destiny’s says, but in the world we live now everyone is the same, everyone can hope to be a designer or be a musician, but the facts determine if he is going to reach that purpose.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The destiny or the Fate has lost his way in this world, we live only as pieces of the system and if someone controls that system he will be controlling us. I know that we can’t leave this way of life but we are making the best to live our lifes. Independent from that we are not thinking in our future generations, we are tryingto live in the way CAT says, “Enjoy every moment, expand your horizons, The world ends with you, so don’t push yourself down” We are enjoying every moment but we don’t realize when this is going to end. You have the power of your future in your hands.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;Roxtok, The Corrupted ChaiN    &lt;br /&gt;(Just my momentary name)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;And only 18 days to the end.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-2307849082687619923?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/2307849082687619923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=2307849082687619923' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/2307849082687619923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/2307849082687619923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2009/11/world-ends-with-you.html' title='THE WORLD ENDS WITH YOU'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-5237214333650011851</id><published>2009-10-18T13:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:37:58.180-03:00</updated><title type='text'>43 DAYS TO GO</title><content type='html'>We are here because we believe in all that's called existence&lt;br /&gt;But what about those who really don't exist&lt;br /&gt;The ones created when a heart goes away&lt;br /&gt;What do they have to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that It's better of now&lt;br /&gt;We have suffered for something that's not real&lt;br /&gt;I am believing that everything around me Is not&lt;br /&gt;But maybe if I pretend that I am someone y will shine&lt;br /&gt;Shine for yourself and reach happiness&lt;br /&gt;We don't depend on others&lt;br /&gt;Contrary others depend on us&lt;br /&gt;I want everything perfect&lt;br /&gt;But in this world we cant't reach that kind of perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to live in a happy world&lt;br /&gt;To have "ice cream" above in the tower&lt;br /&gt;I am a Roxas in this world&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find my reason about why am I in this world ?&lt;br /&gt;and above the 358/2 days that have paseed&lt;br /&gt;There is a new count but in reverse&lt;br /&gt;Only 43 days and my summer vacations are over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-5237214333650011851?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/5237214333650011851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=5237214333650011851' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/5237214333650011851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/5237214333650011851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2009/10/43-days-to-go.html' title='43 DAYS TO GO'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-827773158336428721</id><published>2009-08-25T19:58:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:19:21.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ANDANTE SOSTENUTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So that is it... the end, I want to start again, but i can't do it again, I can't erase my memories, my life... I am tired of everything and I am living my new life... Above that, I don't have the capabilitiy to erase my past.... somehow I want to keep it deep inside, shuting this down, because they were good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that memories, and the new ones are forging a heart outside me... And I will be complete once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We thought that our paths may not cross, but all paths are coneccted somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is the Finale, so goodbye Abscentxnobody, we had a good time together&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/2651446065637168864-827773158336428721?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/827773158336428721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/827773158336428721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2009/08/andante-sostenuto.html' title='ANDANTE SOSTENUTO'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-5832225731709163564</id><published>2009-06-08T18:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:49:48.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FLARING DUSK</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today is the day that the metamorphosis ends, I have lived to much in the light, and I realized that I don’t belong here, It was good, but a nobody can forget about his origins.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I born in the darkness, but I don’t belong to it, I belong to the between, I tried to follow the light to reach the between, but I ended only in the light.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the moment that the dusk turns into darkness, I have to see trough it to found what’s beyond that, and go to that way, but if that happens I will be never comeback.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;“ But dreams have a nasty habit of going bad when you're not looking. The sun went down with practiced bravado. Twilight crawled across the sky, laden with foreboding.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am afraid but I will have to follow my way, this is how my life begins, and this is how that you are erased. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-5832225731709163564?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/5832225731709163564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=5832225731709163564' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/5832225731709163564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/5832225731709163564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2009/06/flaring-dusk.html' title='FLARING DUSK'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-5896004972562983204</id><published>2009-04-15T20:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:47:44.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE “COME HOME’S”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It’s about two months that I don’t write here, and It’s because mi new book. That I Have written all the new changes that I made in my life after my road to the light.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;But in the way to the light I’ve found more than nobodies, somebodies and heartless. The ones who I said that were Mindless, now they are called Unbirth.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;But It’s not just you and me, There is a light inside every heart, even if that heart is made of darkness… I know that someday we will see the light and the dark together, maybe not in this “nobody” life… or in any other light. In the distance we will find the light, together or not together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!   &lt;br /&gt;The world forgetting, by the world forgot.    &lt;br /&gt;Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!    &lt;br /&gt;Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-5896004972562983204?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/5896004972562983204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=5896004972562983204' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/5896004972562983204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/5896004972562983204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-more-come-homes.html' title='NO MORE “COME HOME’S”'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-3907088835450914411</id><published>2009-03-09T00:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:02:33.881-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETERNAL DUSKLIGHT</title><content type='html'>The world forgotten by the world forgot&lt;br /&gt;We have been bleseed with a gift&lt;br /&gt;And we know how to use it,&lt;br /&gt;but In our moments of weakness,&lt;br /&gt;we think in ourselves&lt;br /&gt;And that's when the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Comes crawling into my body&lt;br /&gt;A heart with no element&lt;br /&gt;A heart without judge&lt;br /&gt;A heart without colour&lt;br /&gt;A lifeless heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-3907088835450914411?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/3907088835450914411/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=3907088835450914411' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/3907088835450914411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/3907088835450914411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2009/03/eternal-dusklight.html' title='ETERNAL DUSKLIGHT'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-4320129926086302874</id><published>2008-11-09T21:16:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:47:17.204-03:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST ABOUT YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never ment to hurt you, I only wanted to be with you, but now that desire is no longer with me, there is something else that matters in my life. So I Have only want thing that I Want to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You Were Always The Only One. Until now that you let me forget you... I am not glad about this but It's our destiny, I tried to fight against It... But You were like a puppet in someone's mind... I believed that you were a nobody like me... But you ended being a somebody like everyone else, manipulated by destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But why you let me being so manipulated until now... Why didn't you stop it... Like I said it once... I wanted to know If you wanted to be with me, and you say yes... It Was all that Fake ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I Hate you... Only because yo lied to me... It was all a big Drama but why ?... could you please tell me why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If There was one thing that I learned you'll always get burned but you never gave it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-4320129926086302874?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/4320129926086302874/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=4320129926086302874' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/4320129926086302874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/4320129926086302874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-about-you.html' title='JUST ABOUT YOU'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-8802042171634217809</id><published>2008-09-21T17:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:19:03.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SO IT'S BEGGINING AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't forget about all those mistakes that I have made, I have to learn from them, to make a better future, but that phrase sounds too repetitive, I think that is my own future, I musn't be allowed to be chained by fate, to be ruled by my destiny. I know that humans can shoose the kind of life they want to live, and what is important is to choose life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for other, i have to forge my destiny on mi own. Maybe I have constructed my life on a structure with others at my side, but now that is destroyed and I will have to search for something else, a new future, a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't think that I will forget you, you were my all, my everything that I had and you are gone now. I can't surrender now, I know It's hard but maybe at the end of the road we'll meet again, like old times and we are going to laugh together again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-8802042171634217809?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/8802042171634217809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=8802042171634217809' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/8802042171634217809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/8802042171634217809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-its-beggining-again.html' title='SO IT&apos;S BEGGINING AGAIN'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-2036788002503286279</id><published>2008-08-25T21:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:30:28.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>STARTING AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From now on I will have to follow my lead, not others one who follows other one leads, How I am supossed to start, if my head says something different from my heart... Or my Non-Heart, About that I don't think that that Is in one place, Because I can't feel the way others feel, I am just searching for that heart in others company, but I am not used to people's company, so that's why I act like that, I can't be me to be with other people, And I can't be the other one to research about all those thing that I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I haven't research about the heart or the nobodies, but I don't think that I could do something important, that everyone else could read. I am just and old researcher trying to discover things that are already discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mention before if I was of light or darkness, I am just used to speak about the middle and the blue hour, but because the times The darkness inside me is eating away my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-2036788002503286279?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/2036788002503286279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=2036788002503286279' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/2036788002503286279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/2036788002503286279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/08/starting-again.html' title='STARTING AGAIN'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-4870116109218958522</id><published>2008-07-04T23:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:40:41.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DOGS AND ADICCTIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I miss you but I can't be with you... not because we hate each other... or not because someone else, It's because we hurt each other and we don't realize about it. But at the same time the distance hurts me... I said that I need to find a new reason to live, but I can't forget about my past even if it have bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a past in common where bad and good memories are allocated, but maybe I will forgot about this as I did with all the past behind my nobodyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'am not happy, but I am not sad, I am just enjoying the moment... But in the moments that I am alone the pain comes back. It's not about sadness, It has become pain, like the pain of losing a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I had feelings, and I thought that I opened my heart... But with what purpose ? only to end in nothing directly to the darkness... Nobodies are not meant to be with people... Doesn't want to get involved... Doesn't want to suffer... But they want feelings, maybe being with someone else make me remember that I had a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The reports that I found weren't the same that you read. It has something interesting that no one saw it, they have... mmm... I don't know how to explain It but in common words, It's like they had soul"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-4870116109218958522?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/4870116109218958522/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=4870116109218958522' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/4870116109218958522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/4870116109218958522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/07/dogs-and-adicctions.html' title='DOGS AND ADICCTIONS'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-8393622908096736758</id><published>2008-04-19T20:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:48:30.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>INEXAMPLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I knew that you weren't dead, It has been a torture without you, even if I see you sometimes, there is no thing that seeing you everyday, And when a realize about that you are not here, with me at my side, I only hear your voice around my head, Or Is It The Phone. I Need you, not near, with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know now that I had feelings, in the last year I don't missed anything, but now apart from my attacks of fury, I need you at my side. That's the way I Think, Is That Bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am a ray of light now, a lot of people depend on me, not directly, but I learned to practice smiling when I'm feeling sad.I know It's hard but those minutes the people respond wiht a Smile is sufficent for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If am not with you, just Whistle, I will come running, I Promise... For You Bleu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-8393622908096736758?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/8393622908096736758/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=8393622908096736758' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/8393622908096736758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/8393622908096736758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/04/inexample.html' title='INEXAMPLE'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-2396554708124984516</id><published>2008-03-27T19:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:54:28.690-03:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE RE:COM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Creo que es el adios por el momento... No fuiste el que me hizo sentir mejor... Y el que tuvo mas comentarios... Si no uno de los ultimos.... De los cuales Prefierio No recordar Muy Bien, talvez sea el momento de empezar de nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See me at: &lt;a href="http://nobodyxsides.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://nobodyxsides.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-2396554708124984516?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/2396554708124984516/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=2396554708124984516' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/2396554708124984516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/2396554708124984516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/03/goodbye-recom.html' title='GOODBYE RE:COM'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-6060723441233842562</id><published>2008-02-01T01:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:55:16.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/R6Klk_xiLLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/8v5ayeZrdwU/s1600-h/xDDD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/R6Klk_xiLLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/8v5ayeZrdwU/s320/xDDD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161870177933077682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-6060723441233842562?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/6060723441233842562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=6060723441233842562' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6060723441233842562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6060723441233842562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/02/wi.html' title='WI'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/R6Klk_xiLLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/8v5ayeZrdwU/s72-c/xDDD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-5521392260930491079</id><published>2008-02-01T01:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T01:55:34.656-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ALGODON</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/R6KkuvxiLKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Av0ITiX5kYw/s1600-h/Dibujo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/R6KkuvxiLKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Av0ITiX5kYw/s320/Dibujo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161869245925174434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nomalmente no pongo dibujos... pero este lo hice yo !!!&lt;br /&gt;Producto del ocio a las 1 de la mañana xDDD&lt;br /&gt;( Es una de mis hermanas mellizas / Bleu / )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-5521392260930491079?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/5521392260930491079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=5521392260930491079' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/5521392260930491079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/5521392260930491079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/02/algodon.html' title='ALGODON'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/R6KkuvxiLKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Av0ITiX5kYw/s72-c/Dibujo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-3522218636164136586</id><published>2008-01-27T21:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T21:59:03.717-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SCATTERED</title><content type='html'>Era tan facil decirmelo... Y ahora que lo se por otra parte me hace mal... No voy a estar siempre aqui. Aunque sea frio, aunque sea un Nobody de todas formas sufro... Quiero algo que sea mas fuerte que ese dolor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-3522218636164136586?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/3522218636164136586/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=3522218636164136586' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/3522218636164136586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/3522218636164136586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/01/scattered.html' title='SCATTERED'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-6932878315450732213</id><published>2008-01-27T01:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:39:59.179-03:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE IS THE JUSTICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Trato de tocar en mi antiguo teclado y no puedo... algo me lo impide, El otro dia colpase por esos malditos sueños que estoy teniendo... La reestructuracion... Podria ser que ese personaje muerto eeste influyendo en mi... Que es lo que estoy haciendo mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hay otro lugar donde escapar... ese destino me persigue, Mis sueños me muestran mi realidad... o mis miedos precisamente, te odio Kestx... Por Odiar a un miedo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxtok... el nuevo... el solitario y feliz... si es que los nobodies pueden ser feliz... necesito cambiar, Porfin me di cuenta de lo que debi haber hecho... me encantaria escribir lo que quiero... pero para que... para que personas me odien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Axolka... perdoname por ser asi, pero es la mejor manera algun dia lo entenderas... me aburri de ser tan bueno y sincero... si al final lo que la gente quiere oir son mentiras... para que... no le encuentro sentido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-6932878315450732213?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/6932878315450732213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=6932878315450732213' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6932878315450732213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6932878315450732213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/01/where-is-justice.html' title='WHERE IS THE JUSTICE'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-2145268090392609089</id><published>2008-01-22T01:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:56:10.758-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSAMIENTOS</title><content type='html'>Que es lo que quiere escuchar la gente ? La verdad que dice cosas hirientes o La mentira que hace a la gente feliz... Yo siempre he ido con la verdad... pero a veces la gente no valora las cosas que uno hace... Parece que hay que ser mentiroso para vivir en este mundo... ( Desde cuando me puse tan filosofico )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdo a ese niño... qeu escuchaba The killers sin saber el contenido de sus canciones... Pasar de ser un mentiroso a una persona que siempre va por la verdad... De un niño con sentimientos... a un Nobody que llego a odiar hasta el momento de obsesionarse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si lo recuerdo Akrix era frio... frio com un hielo... y eso mismo lo dejo solo... no tan solo como antes pero si como un lobo solitario&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-2145268090392609089?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/2145268090392609089/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=2145268090392609089' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/2145268090392609089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/2145268090392609089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/01/pensamientos.html' title='PENSAMIENTOS'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-2914200040640717631</id><published>2008-01-07T00:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:26:21.945-03:00</updated><title type='text'>RETURNING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vuelvo pero mi blog todavía no esta completamente reparado... muchas imagenes desaparecieron y todo por una persona que aun desconozco que quizo arruinar todo lo que yo habia hecho... Mi blog, mi fotolog y todas mis cuentas de internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se que hize mal para que esto pasara... Pero me sirvio para pensar y replantiarme el proposito de este blog y alejarme de internet por un tiempo. Aún así me hizo mucha falta esto y por eso decidi hacerme otro &lt;a href="http://deepspacebetween.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; dedicado especialmente a Birth By Sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y este blog lo dejare para mis pensamientos, desahogos y divagaciones de mi mente... No considero mi blog un secreto pero ya no hay lectores... esto lo hago por mi... Por fin dejo de pensar en lo que opinan los demas y me centro en mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye old one who doesn't know the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-2914200040640717631?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/2914200040640717631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=2914200040640717631' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/2914200040640717631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/2914200040640717631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2008/01/returning.html' title='RETURNING'/><author><name>Roxtok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10131612667943344068</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oc1672zO8BY/S0bnnS_K3DI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k4U8B1nEYYI/S220/Fotos+377+copia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2651446065637168864.post-4827654089489764253</id><published>2007-12-17T01:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T02:10:19.590-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUE LIBERATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hay cosas que las personas siempre buscan, pero no todos lo tienen, sufren por ello y de ahi empezo mi duda de los sentimientos... Pero de que sirve una vida sin poder disfrutarla, Tambien me di cuenta que al quitarme esos sentimientos mi cabeza dejo de funicionar bien... Asi que decidi detenerme...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Muchas personas dicen que son las malas influencias que me han cambiado... pero es uno el que cambia... Gente que en el pasado me agradaba ahora ya no... Pero se viene un gran cambio que talvez me pueda devolver mi antigua vida... Y recuperar algo de lo que he perdido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Las cosas que yo busco... No las voy a encontrar por otras personas. Una persona debe encontrar apoyo solo... Total es mi destino... An Alone Nobody Destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pero Debo aceptarlo... Y tendre que ser feliz algun dia con el... Quizas encuentre otro "Nobody" Pero no que me comprenda... Ni que lea informes sin sentido... Si no, Que podamos disfrutar la vida juntos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"That was her final mission, No one will ever know what she did, Everything she did, She did It for her Country, She Was A True Patriot"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-4827654089489764253?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/4827654089489764253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=4827654089489764253' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/4827654089489764253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/4827654089489764253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/12/true-liberation.html' title='TRUE LIBERATION'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-579975233081943738</id><published>2007-12-16T00:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T01:50:33.305-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UNREAL EMOTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kuwabara, Kuwabara... Hay algo mas lindo en este mundo que precensiar una tromenta... Que mal que en esta epoca del año no pueda ver una... Me converti en ese ser que no esta ni en la crueldad ni en lo contrario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't it beautiful? It's almost tragic. When life ends, it gives off a final lingering aroma. Light is but a farewell gift from the darkness to those on their way to die. I've been waiting, for a long time. Waiting for your birth, your growth, and the finality of today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The many things that you taught me then Will always be enough to get me through the pain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es la hora que ese "Nobody" Cruel sin sentimientos vuelva y juntos podamos terminar esta locura que estoy viviendo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-579975233081943738?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/579975233081943738/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=579975233081943738' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/579975233081943738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/579975233081943738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/12/unreal-emotions.html' title='UNREAL EMOTION'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-6967044858523629199</id><published>2007-12-15T01:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T01:50:23.181-03:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY IT HAD TO END LIKE THIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Que mal que en estos momentos nadie me pueda apoyar de la manera que deseo... Lentamente fui perdiendo amigos... y ahora cuesta recuperarlos, No puedo hablar de esto la gente que quiero, por las mismas razones que no puedo dejar que se preocupen de otra persona mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque iba a ser un "el o yo" si sabia que de todas formas iba a perder... Algo paso... No me acuerdo bien que Conka decidio alejarse un poco de Antonio... Me emputece que creiste ser el mejor amigo de ella... Imaginate como se sintio en ese momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puede ser cierto que alguna vez lo mire con cara extraña... Pero yo sentia lo mismo cuando llegaba tarde al colegio... y te encontraba riendo hasta que llegaba yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me da lata haber estado solo... Mientras tu estabas todo el año con ella... No entiendo porque tu tenias que hacer una comparacion... A mi nunca me gusto que compararan a los amigos... Es como si yo dijiera que la X Persona es mejor amiga que la Y Persona...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo único que podia hacer era acompañarla... Para que no se sintiera sola sin ti a su lado... Tenia que tener a alguien cerca... Me siento culpable porque yo le dije comentarios a la conka esa noche... Pero siento que lo unico que hice fue abrirle los ojos talvez... Especificamente le dije "Parece que hay que ser mamon para caerte bien"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y por ultimo... La Karla... no es una especie de bien... piensa que la gente tiene sentimientos... y voulntad propia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-6967044858523629199?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/6967044858523629199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=6967044858523629199' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6967044858523629199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6967044858523629199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-it-had-to-end-like-this.html' title='WHY IT HAD TO END LIKE THIS'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-7598583939970204928</id><published>2007-12-06T12:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T12:46:45.078-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE MONTHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now It's my turn... I am the one who needs to help the another... I don't Want It.... But It's not your duty... Yes It's... I am the other half... But the original doesn't feel the same... I know... But this is the end for me in this world... Kestx... No&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That Is all that I remember about the number I the other members looked their own path.... meanwhile I tried to save the Organization...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now I am alone... And I know that Krai... Is not going to comeback... But I know that a organization without a leader is not organization... So I need to be the new leader... With all the reports... It can't be so difficult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Searching for new nobodies will be my duty in this three months... The Stories are going te be ready at the end of december... And A new one is going to be telled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-7598583939970204928?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/7598583939970204928/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=7598583939970204928' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/7598583939970204928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/7598583939970204928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/12/three-months.html' title='THREE MONTHS'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-3101898990800573649</id><published>2007-11-19T18:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:07:38.069-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LAST TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hace algunos dias me ocurrio algo que se llama inestabilidad emocional... Creo que no pude aguantar mas esos sentimientos... Y ocurrio una especie de explosion... Por consecuencia decidi tomar algunas deciciones como cerrar mi blog y dejar de ser un nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tengo un odio acumulado y una pena tambien... Me encantaria que las personas notaran mi presencia especialmete cuando hacen comentarios que no sabe que me moletan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;El odio podria llegar a ser algo solucionable... pero solo si esa pena se solucionara... y tambien viceversa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No sere mas un nobody por lo menos durante este mes... Creo que el simular no tener sentimientos me a hecho sufrir mas que si nunca los hubiera dejado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lo unico que me une a ese circulo lo regalare mañana... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mi ultima entrada en este blog... en verdad no... Birth by Sleep no va a terminar en el segundo capitulo... lo terminare y despues lo cerrare pero no hablare mas de mi aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-3101898990800573649?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/3101898990800573649/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=3101898990800573649' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/3101898990800573649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/3101898990800573649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-time.html' title='THE LAST TIME'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-488900375117413187</id><published>2007-11-10T22:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:19:46.263-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Si no ocupara esto para desahogarme probablemente ya me hubiera vuelto loco o hubiera muerto... Ahora mis padres me controlan y me preguntan cosas como mi fotolog... Por eso solo tendre que escribir aca...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Este año me han pasado cosas que nunca habia vivido, y eso fue gracias a personas que conoci y que ya conocia hace tiempo tambien. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BlackxBerrie: Fue raro y borroso cuando nos conocimos... Pero recuerdo ciertas cosas... Como cuando te saludaba en la mañana... Y despues me iba... Sentia la necesidad... Y no se si lo que te hiciste a ti misma lo hacias por la causa que nos dijiste o algo parecido... Despues recuerdo a sandro, y mi celular malo que llamaba ya que la Barbara gasta $990 en comprarlo. Gracias a ti pude arreglar traumas... Y confusiones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mis enojos no van por cosas que haces o dices... si no por cosas que omites... Como lo son secretos, o cosas parecidas... Ya no se puede esperar que cambie pero por el cariño que le tengo al grupo omitire mis enojos... O talvez necesite nuevos aires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Marionette O Bleu: Lo unico que recuerdo de haberte conocido fue para la lista H... Cuando nuestras cabezas (la mia todavia funcionaba) dijieron cosas al mismo tiempo... No me gustaba mucho quedarme solo pero por distintas razones pasaba... Despues de que cmabio mi relacion con Conka fuiste la unica a la que le conte mis cosas... Como mis enojos varios y mi confusion que al parecer tu y antonio sabe... Siento que no han pasado cosas que hayan cambiado nuestra relacion... Gracias por todo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;SuicidexRabbit: Este año partio desagradandome tu presencia por esos comentarios sin sentido y esas cosas que hacias por celos, pero despues empeze a entender porque lo hacias, y empezaste a caerme mejor... Despues supe porque hacias esos comentarios... Pero no cambio en nada... Me excuse en eso... Porque todavia hacias cosas que desde mi punto de vista... eran de celos... no se si sera cierto... Pero no se si paro... Por eso decido salirme del grupo lo mas posible... Porque me aburri que hagas cosas como esas... Para llamar la atencion o no... No me caes mal pero espero que lo hagas mejor sin mi ahi dando vueltas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No se si esto es una despedida... No quiero abandonar al grupo pero tampoco espero que cambie.... Por una especie de cariño que le tengo... Gracias por este buen año con cosas buenas y malas que pasaron... Gracias... Conka, Antonio, Kati... Y tambien toda esa gente que me apoya desde lejos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-488900375117413187?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/488900375117413187/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=488900375117413187' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/488900375117413187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/488900375117413187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-year.html' title='THIS YEAR'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-9053762838895941473</id><published>2007-11-04T00:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T00:47:15.781-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Se cumple un año de ser un nobody... Cuando decidi serlo... Solo queria venganza sobre esas personas que me habian hecho daño y me habian dejado de lado... Pero ahora reconstrui esas memorias y puedo evitar que esas cosas pasen de nuevo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca habia escuchado musica que fuera cantada... Solo sonidos vagos de bandas sonoras originales que me hacian estar muy lejos de la realidad... o de la normalidad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se tampoco porque cambie de ser "macabeo" a una persona que puede actuar por si mismo sin que le cobren sentimientos... Perdi eso que lo llaman tierno para ganar personalidad... Y asi poder afrontar cosas tan fuertes como haber enfrentado a todas esas personas... Y solos unas pocas que me ayudaron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franche... Aunque nunca vayas a leer esto gracias por haberme ayudado esa vez en contra de esas personas que no les podia deci que no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora no lo necesito mas a ese ser que tenia bienes materiales... Y con ellos compraba amistades en cierta forma... Pero esas personas finalmente me destruyeron por dentro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde ese momento me transforme en una persona fria... Pero que hablaba mas... Una persona que vivia sola... Y que nunca mas pudo aceptar un cariño por el miedo si era falso o no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-9053762838895941473?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/9053762838895941473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=9053762838895941473' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/9053762838895941473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/9053762838895941473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-year.html' title='LAST YEAR'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-806221092110252780</id><published>2007-10-28T00:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T00:18:41.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DEEP BULLET</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hay tantos caminos para llegar a una solución... Pero uno siempre busca el mas facil... Todo lo que habia pensado era correcto... Es destino... Solo... Soy solo uno solo en este mundo... Y no se porque sigo aqui... Lo unico que quiero es volver... a donde las cosas eran felices... O donde no sabia que por la espalda me odiban...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo termina en lo mismo... Exactamente igual... Hay algo en mi que hace correr la rueda... Soy yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no existe nada... Que me de ganas de vivir... Necesito algo Ya... 7 Dias para cumplir un año mas y para ir a un concierto que no ira la gente que me mantiene estable ( Que quiero ? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bullet in my hand... Is my cherised Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-806221092110252780?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/806221092110252780/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=806221092110252780' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/806221092110252780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/806221092110252780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/10/deep-bullet.html' title='DEEP BULLET'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-132604561628420533</id><published>2007-10-27T00:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:18:56.471-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CUENTO ESPECIAL XDDD</title><content type='html'>Habia una vez un ninio, que iba al baño :0 !!!&lt;br /&gt;Y se fue por el water :0 !!&lt;br /&gt;y entonces viajo por el mapocho, y vio una paloma, Que le dijo:&lt;br /&gt;- oli xB -&lt;br /&gt;pero las palomas no hablan a si ke el ninio lo habia alucinado, pero iwal. y siguio viajando por el mapocho :000 ... y llego al mar: a san antonio ... creo que ahi llega el mapocho xDDD !:..&lt;br /&gt;en realidad no se, pero la cosa es que el niño llego a san antonio:00 y era feo, y olia mal, y entonces se encontro con un pelicano :000 !!! ... y el pelicano le pregunto si bailaban cueca. pero el niño no sabia bailar cueca por qie era nazi :00 !&lt;br /&gt;y entonces el pelicano le pego :00 ! y el niño le canto rancheras :000 !!!!! pero los pelicanos no hablan a si que el niño alucinaba @__@ !! ... por que tenia exeso de caca :00 por ke se caio al mapocho , por que se fue por el water... pero en realidad los niños no caben en el water.... a si ke el niño alucinaba por exeso de hierba... y en realidad no iiba al water :0 ... si no ke estaba en el hospital por sobredosis :00 ! por que era entero shiaaa drogadicto :0 y eeem :0 al final el ninio no era ninio... tenia 49 años y un titulo de una importante universidad que en realidad ni importaba, por que era telefonista :0 ... y todo era alucinacion  !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuento Filosoficamente Profundo Escrito Por&lt;br /&gt;Hoshi: &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/x____lost_heaven"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/x____lost_heaven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-132604561628420533?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/132604561628420533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=132604561628420533' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/132604561628420533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/132604561628420533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/10/cuento-especial-xddd.html' title='CUENTO ESPECIAL XDDD'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-7942321224887407770</id><published>2007-10-26T21:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:35:19.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFUSED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hay gente que no cambia... Pero otra gente que si... Me muero lentamente... Aunque la muerte sea un paso mas... No estoy preparado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me duele tanto... Ver como las cosas pasan por delante mio y las dejo pasar... Llego el momento ? de que las cosas se vuelvan de mi lado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No tendre mas alergia... Y me cerrare de nuevo... X... Odio... Acumulado esta en mi... Creo que la mi tercer yo llegara a un punto que explotara... Odio a los enteros... Odio a los ignorantes... Odio a esos seres con sentimientos... Odio seres que provocan sentimientos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pero amo a un entero en especial... Algo que me hace estar al medio de al medio... No se si fue el momento de haberlo contado... Pero odio estar ahi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuiste la primera persona en haberselo contado... Y no se si las cosas se vean diferente... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-7942321224887407770?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/7942321224887407770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=7942321224887407770' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/7942321224887407770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/7942321224887407770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/10/confused.html' title='CONFUSED'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-5934508479943485637</id><published>2007-10-24T19:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T12:16:11.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'>IGNORANT FOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No hay personas imprescindibles... Todos pueden ser reemplazados... Nunca actue... Ahora me siento reemplazado... Me demore mucho tiempo en ver lo que era importante y lo que no... Pero ese tiempo fue mucho... No se si distanciarme mas... O quedarme cerca... Tambien debo ayudar de donde vengo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me dijieron que no me dejarian solo y creo que fue solo una mentira para mantenerme estable... O Talvez las cosas se olvidan a veces... Me canse de esperar... ahora sere yo el que actue... Tengo miedo de ser un sinico de mierda... Pero talvez... Sea la unica manera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya empezo... una guerra donde las personas pelean por sus fines y no los de un pais...  O algo mas grande... Uno mata para sobrevivir... Y sobreviven para matar... Alguna vez terminara este ciclo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-5934508479943485637?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/5934508479943485637/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=5934508479943485637' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/5934508479943485637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/5934508479943485637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/10/ignorant-fool.html' title='IGNORANT FOOL'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-6384249707440698235</id><published>2007-10-21T17:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:54:11.172-03:00</updated><title type='text'>INSTINCTIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Creo que este blog cada vez es mas subliminal... No recuerdo cuando creé mi primer blog... Pero recuerdo que no era depresivo... Odiaba pero aún asi sentia... Sentimientos... Por gente que me habia hecho sentir mal... Son solo memorias... Vagas... pero sentia... Talvez son memorias de cuando yo en otras palabras era un entero... Soy lo que queda... O lo que siempre tuve que ser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quizas no todo sea tan malo... Quizas hay mas que un futuro... Un futuro que sea feliz... O estable... Aunque tambien puede ser inestable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como soy un ser sin sentimientos... no dire mas cuando estoy feliz o triste... eso cambio a estable o inestable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quizas no hay sido tan malo que Kestx conociera a su entero... lo hizo cambiar... pero por eso se fue... Espero que vuelva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-6384249707440698235?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/6384249707440698235/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=6384249707440698235' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6384249707440698235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6384249707440698235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/10/instinctive.html' title='INSTINCTIVE'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-8455961810114346397</id><published>2007-10-20T17:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T17:45:50.110-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A FAR OF MEMORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cuando empezo... Cuando lo supe... Cuando fue el momento de mi cambio... Cuando fue el momento que pase de un extremo a otro... Cuando fue que encontre a millones de personas parecidas a mi... Cuando sera el momento en que "el" vuelva... Hay tantos "el" en este mundo... Y Creo que cada vez que hablo de uno nuevo... Pienso que es el anterior...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Debo volver al momento en que se formo todo... Creo que lo recuerdo... Pero porque Kestx se quedo tanto tiempo en este mundo... Quizas algo mas hay preparado para el... Por el momento yo debo dirigir... Pero cuanto tiempo mas podre aguantar siendo nadie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Xoviel es mi unica esperanza... Quizas no sea lo mejor pero sere libre... Ya casi no queda marca...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Podre vivir una vida feliz... O estoy condenado a estar solo y dirigir una organización&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-8455961810114346397?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/8455961810114346397/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=8455961810114346397' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/8455961810114346397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/8455961810114346397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/10/far-of-memory.html' title='A FAR OF MEMORY'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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-2651446065637168864.post-6810180387086706058</id><published>2007-10-19T00:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:30:05.960-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A SCATTERED DREAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Pienso ahora en ello... Y lo encuentro como una obsesión que nunca debio haber salido de mi cerebro... Cause dolor... Pena... y sentimientos que no estan en mi por ser solo un cuerpo vacio que anda solo por la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prometo a mi mismo que nunca mas lo hare... Una persona baja sus defensas cuando no tiene mas secretos... Tampoco ire en busca de mas información... Todos los intentos de obtener un producto han sido fallidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdon por haber dejado una amistad... Y haberme cegado mientras te contaba mis problemas sobre una persona que no conocias... Pero al mismo tiempo compartiamos la misma idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo unico que se ahora... Es que estoy despierto... No soy el centro del mundo... Y no naci de "Alguien"... Talvez no fui pensado en existir... Pero aun asi existo.. Y Trato de cambiar mi destino... Un destino que supuestamente era causar dolor a cada una de las personas que en el pasado me habian lastimado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2651446065637168864-6810180387086706058?l=abscentxnobody.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/feeds/6810180387086706058/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2651446065637168864&amp;postID=6810180387086706058' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6810180387086706058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2651446065637168864/posts/default/6810180387086706058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abscentxnobody.blogspot.com/2007/10/scattered-dream.html' title='A SCATTERED DREAM'/><author><name>Akrixnobody</name><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>
