tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89957479633656779652011-08-29T10:47:49.096-07:00diseños, pensamientos, fotografía, relatos...Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.comBlogger531100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-30976057690650143412010-12-01T09:23:00.000-08:002010-12-01T09:23:36.486-08:00Probando nuevas tipografías... Aquí dejamos otro wallpaper de nuestra página... A ver qué les parece.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TPaEeo_OBVI/AAAAAAAAASs/vgkSKwHMyhk/s1600/%2528eLzaPPo%2529009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TPaEeo_OBVI/AAAAAAAAASs/vgkSKwHMyhk/s320/%2528eLzaPPo%2529009.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-3097605769065014341?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-81588615918986403982010-11-29T14:24:00.000-08:002010-11-29T14:24:52.409-08:00Un poco de humor para disfrutar de esa victoria del FCBarcelona...<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TPQnQx77bTI/AAAAAAAAASk/osH8DEKoPmo/s1600/Nelson+Muntz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span id="goog_1793702109"></span><span id="goog_1793702110"></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TPQn9dibpLI/AAAAAAAAASo/FYQAaiNgsJ0/s1600/Nelson+Muntza.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TPQn9dibpLI/AAAAAAAAASo/FYQAaiNgsJ0/s320/Nelson+Muntza.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-8158861591898640398?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-84963510057336371912010-11-23T12:46:00.000-08:002010-11-23T12:46:08.122-08:00<div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Hoy martes de Chuck Norris, les dejo esta canción... "El arte del engaño", del segundo disco "Vol. II" lanzado el 2004, de <a href="http://www.myspace.com/carteldesanta" style="color: yellow;">Cartel de Santa</a>. Una banda "hip-hopera" de México, conformada por MC Babo, MC Dharius, Rowan Rabia, apodado Monoplug, y DJ Agustín, originarios de el barrio de la Aurora San Marcos, Santa Catarina, Nuevo León, México.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><object height="305" width="380"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sq4xAEUKn3U?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sq4xAEUKn3U?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="305"></embed></object></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Este video es una presentación en vivo en Cancún...</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">La letra la pueden ver, haciendo <a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/cartel-de-santa/130480/" style="color: yellow;">click aquí</a>.</span><span style="font-size: small;"></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-8496351005733637191?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-24005213532040550272010-11-17T13:16:00.000-08:002010-11-17T13:16:57.107-08:00El boletín de noviembre- diciembre que diagramamos y diseñamos para la Asociación de Importadores de Motocicletas (<a href="http://www.gremialdemotos.com/" style="color: yellow;">www.gremialdemotos.com</a>)<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TORF6FT9D3I/AAAAAAAAASg/AXogofVR2H0/s1600/Asim+Nov-Dic-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TORF6FT9D3I/AAAAAAAAASg/AXogofVR2H0/s400/Asim+Nov-Dic-01.jpg" width="260" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-2400521353204055027?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-12192549979755246762010-11-10T13:20:00.000-08:002010-11-10T13:20:57.996-08:00El sticker que diseñamos para la banda <a href="http://www.evilminded.org/" style="color: yellow;">EvilMinded</a>...<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TNsMfRnIm0I/AAAAAAAAASc/_ufi5OGSkkI/s1600/Photo+on+2010-11-10+at+15.06+%25234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TNsMfRnIm0I/AAAAAAAAASc/_ufi5OGSkkI/s400/Photo+on+2010-11-10+at+15.06+%25234.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-1219254997975524676?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-90218422211101617812010-11-09T10:46:00.000-08:002010-11-09T10:46:15.486-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TNmWsf-SULI/AAAAAAAAASY/VFAJ_xpTe3k/s1600/%2528eLzaPPo%2529008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TNmWsf-SULI/AAAAAAAAASY/VFAJ_xpTe3k/s400/%2528eLzaPPo%2529008.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-9021842221110161781?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-24821134609812211292010-11-03T16:36:00.000-07:002010-11-03T16:43:22.698-07:00<div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"¡Y grita fuego!</span></div><pre style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; line-height: 20px;">Mantenlo prendido, ¡fueeego!<br />No lo dejes apagar...<br /><br />Que aquí viene Bomba Estéreo<br />viene con to'o...</span></span></pre><pre style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana; line-height: 20px;"><span style="color: red;">Chapeta, reggae music, cumbia y folclor... ¡C'mon!</span><br /><span style="color: red;">Que es un poder que es una bomba atómica,</span><br /><span style="color: red;">un poco de folclor con música electrónica..."</span></span></span></pre><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TNHzcJfOF-I/AAAAAAAAASU/i6SEEGTzoHU/s1600/cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TNHzcJfOF-I/AAAAAAAAASU/i6SEEGTzoHU/s320/cover.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Para disfrutar hoy Miércoles de Cumbia. Desde Colombia, Bomba Estéreo</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">y su "Fuego", del album "¡Estalla!" de 2008...</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MZXlgNMDK3E" style="color: yellow;">Para ver el video, hacé click aquí</a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-2482113460981221129?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-38253622948305885592010-11-02T09:38:00.000-07:002010-11-02T09:38:34.419-07:00El afiche que diseñamos para el Tattoo Fest VI a realizarse el domingo 14 de noviembre en Costa Rica.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TNA-TGcJqdI/AAAAAAAAASQ/FxY4pNQutcg/s1600/Afiche+Monsters+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TNA-TGcJqdI/AAAAAAAAASQ/FxY4pNQutcg/s400/Afiche+Monsters+003.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-3825362294830588559?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-16385799908843888472010-10-19T20:07:00.000-07:002010-10-19T20:07:09.386-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TL5cvFGgUVI/AAAAAAAAARs/LRugvaZkV1E/s1600/Oct10+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TL5cvFGgUVI/AAAAAAAAARs/LRugvaZkV1E/s640/Oct10+002.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-1638579990884388847?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-85094473242105680172010-10-13T16:09:00.000-07:002010-10-13T16:09:31.603-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TLY70psZ3fI/AAAAAAAAARo/Xd3gT2K9EBQ/s1600/Logo+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TLY70psZ3fI/AAAAAAAAARo/Xd3gT2K9EBQ/s320/Logo+001.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-8509447324210568017?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-88660218705759115882010-08-16T11:09:00.000-07:002010-08-16T11:16:52.577-07:00Probando un par de fuentes nuevas...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TGl_K4AO0yI/AAAAAAAAAQs/cGkX9XUziGM/s1600/%28eLzaPPo%29006.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TGl_K4AO0yI/AAAAAAAAAQs/cGkX9XUziGM/s400/%28eLzaPPo%29006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506071844245918498" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-8866021870575911588?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-84447458605548051752010-08-12T11:26:00.000-07:002010-08-12T11:33:13.817-07:00El corcho para las cosas importantes...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TGQ9JXTVMrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/vLac2ZwtNso/s1600/%28eLzaPPo%29005.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TGQ9JXTVMrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/vLac2ZwtNso/s400/%28eLzaPPo%29005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504591875636802226" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-8444745860554805175?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-53440502354803631422010-06-08T16:20:00.001-07:002010-06-08T16:23:23.148-07:00O mejor conocido como "El Coneeeeeeeejo Maldito"...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TA7QaMwaLNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/O8fqWMOQ150/s1600/%28eLzaPPo%29004.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TA7QaMwaLNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/O8fqWMOQ150/s400/%28eLzaPPo%29004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480546945075915986" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-5344050235480363142?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-43999613290651444952010-06-03T11:24:00.000-07:002010-06-03T11:26:56.873-07:00La fiebre mundialista nos invade...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TAfzpFG-MhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/hz2XqLKnzdA/s1600/Pocoyos+Mundial.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/TAfzpFG-MhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/hz2XqLKnzdA/s400/Pocoyos+Mundial.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478615358791102994" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />¡Vamos Alemania! ¡Vamos Holanda!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-4399961329065144495?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-64609737232265210892010-05-26T08:19:00.001-07:002010-05-26T08:21:25.382-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/S_08Tu7kQMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Ti0rOtGbnwU/s1600/%28eLzaPPo%29003.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/S_08Tu7kQMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Ti0rOtGbnwU/s400/%28eLzaPPo%29003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475599031665443010" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-6460973723226521089?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-13283541357907152912010-05-20T15:22:00.001-07:002010-05-20T15:31:55.891-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/S_W2Zc_IG3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/jKSTYG-iHh8/s1600/%28eLzaPPo%29002.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/S_W2Zc_IG3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/jKSTYG-iHh8/s400/%28eLzaPPo%29002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473481470532655986" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-1328354135790715291?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-45889004564699102542010-05-18T11:37:00.000-07:002010-05-18T11:44:21.912-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/S_Lf-0KyVzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nnDn1oYUFdo/s1600/%28eLzaPPo%29001.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/S_Lf-0KyVzI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nnDn1oYUFdo/s400/%28eLzaPPo%29001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472682767457343282" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-4588900456469910254?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-85921041870334009222010-04-20T09:50:00.000-07:002010-04-20T09:52:36.242-07:00<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Algo que me salió en un momento de distracción en la oficina y por supuesto con dedicatoria a mi novia hermosa. ¡Te amo Mo!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">---</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Mírame... Acaríciame...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Lléname de ti.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Haz que cada día sea un sueño a tu lado</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">y que cada despertar sea una sonrisa.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Lléname de ti,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">¡Y llévame en tu corazón!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-8592104187033400922?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-12060787702502050802009-11-11T12:23:00.000-08:002009-11-11T12:52:11.991-08:00<div align="right">Sólo puedo ver para arriba y pensar lo mismo... </div><div align="right">Sólo puedo escribir desde la derecha y pensar lo mismo...</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">No puedo cerrar los párpados sin seguir pensando </div><div align="right">eso que me tiene temblando. Eso que me tiene</div><div align="right">encerrado no deja que mi cabeza lo elimine.</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">No deja que entre nada más...</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">Quiero pensar en tu canción y no puedo. Quiero </div><div align="right">ver tus ojos penetrándome la espalda, sentir tu</div><div align="right">sonrisa bajo la mia. Saborearte, desearte y acariciarte...</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">Pero esta incertidumbre que me invade no deja</div><div align="right">que nada de eso pase.</div><div align="right">Sólo puedo caminar en un sentido y seguir pensando lo mismo...</div><div align="right">Caer desde abajo, sin dejar de pensar lo mismo.</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">¡Si! Eso que pienso todo los días y no me deja tener</div><div align="right">más recuerdos. Eso que quiero hacer pero no sé como...</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">Aunque trate de pensar en algo más como en las vocales: a, e, i, j, k, l, m...</div><div align="right">¡Maldita sea! No, no no... </div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">¿Números impares?</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">1</div><div align="right"></div><div align="right">3</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">5</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">7</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">8</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">9</div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right">10</div><div align="right"><br />12, 14, 16...<br /></div><div align="right">¡NO PUEDO! No me deja.<br /><br />Y sólo puedo seguir imaginando lo mismo sin poder hacer nada más...</div><p align="right"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Svsi_TXBQjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/O27TeywcF1g/s1600-h/Pensar+lo+mismo.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402950648884970034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Svsi_TXBQjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/O27TeywcF1g/s400/Pensar+lo+mismo.jpg" /></a></p><p align="right"></p><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"><br /></div><p align="right"></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-1206078770250205080?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-62630871761128632032009-09-29T10:55:00.000-07:002009-09-29T11:31:27.025-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Tan fácil es perder el sentido</span><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">cuando nada parece real</span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">más que esas heridas</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Las que te pintan de rojo la piel...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">¿Quien te cura?</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Cuando todo lo desconoces...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">¿Quién te habla?</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Si no existe la razón...</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">No hay luz,</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">no hay verdad,</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">no hay palabras,</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">no hay pasos...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">¡Nada existe aquí donde estoy!</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Silencio, oscuridad y desesperación...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">¿A dónde voy? ¿Quién me lleva?</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">No lo sé, ni él, ni ella...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">(edl/09)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SsJSHYv5htI/AAAAAAAAANI/0XxTMO_VVr4/s1600-h/Perder+el+sentido+copy.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386958391144449746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SsJSHYv5htI/AAAAAAAAANI/0XxTMO_VVr4/s400/Perder+el+sentido+copy.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-6263087176112863203?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-66127647467955094612009-09-19T10:53:00.000-07:002009-09-19T10:54:32.283-07:00Ese vergazo en el pecho...<br />Ese que siento ahorita.<br /><br />Ese vergazo en el pecho<br />que me tiene hecho mierda.<br /><br />Ese vergazo en el pecho<br />que es esta soledad en la que me dejaste tirado,<br />en la que me hiciste revolcarme cuando<br />saliste moviendo el culo de mi casa.<br /><br />Ese vergazo en el pecho...<br /><br />Si, ese vergazo en el pecho<br />que me dio este pedazo de metal<br />que me quebró las costillas.<br /><br />Ese vergazo en el pecho<br />del que habló Pablito hace un rato<br />y me hizo aterrizar de un solo para darme cuenta<br />que valgo...<br /><br />Y valgo más que vos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-6612764746795509461?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-68946934345898238392009-06-26T08:42:00.000-07:002009-06-26T10:05:03.322-07:00I can't stand this anymore...<br /><br />Each second lasts forever...<br /><br />For ever! And I feel that this is my end.<br /><br />Feels like drowning in dark waters,<br />I'm nothing but failure and sorrow<br />Motionless I see what hell is like<br /><br /><br />What am I suppose to do?<br /><br />I've put myself here and the pain inside<br />is never ending<br />and every time I wake up<br />I just wanna cry myself to sleep, 'cause it feels<br />like hell...<br /><br />I don't know what am I living for...<br /><br />Everything was bright, and now I sent myself back<br />even further...<br />I'm losing control. I don't who I am<br />and what I know<br /><br />Shame, surrounds me...<br /><br />What am I suppose to do?<br />Carry on or lose my will?<br /><br />Every time I wake up<br />I JUST WANNA CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP!<br /><br />I can't stand this anymore...<br /><br />Feels like hell... Inside me...<br /><br />Motionless...<br /><br />What am I living for?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SkT_ftkaOJI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jrnw15OINWI/s1600-h/gates_of_hell.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SkT_ftkaOJI/AAAAAAAAAMg/jrnw15OINWI/s400/gates_of_hell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351683177496328338" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(edL/09)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-6894693434589823839?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-60956934027923730012009-06-08T10:40:00.000-07:002009-06-08T11:40:19.211-07:00take my life away<br />I'm out of here, anyway<br /><br />misled...<br /><br />I want to find the way.<br /><br />What's this I can't understand?<br /><br />I'm living with pain inside,<br />and is not going away...<br /><br />Please, tell me now<br />I have had enough of this<br />GO AWAY! And leave me<br /><br />alone...<br /><br />I'm losing control,<br />those flashes of outside pain, still running through my head.<br /><br />It's time!<br /><br />I'm letting go<br />And hope you slip with my life in your hands...<br /><br />Step by step, I'm taking it... Day by day...<br /><br />But, I can't understand why<br />all the pain still running through me<br />since you took my life away!<br /><br />This is killing me, all this problems I'm facing<br /><br />daily.<br /><br />My pain... Everyday...<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br />(edl/09)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Si1a9VJsIeI/AAAAAAAAALo/ST-p4-t8AEY/s1600-h/Photo+2+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Si1a9VJsIeI/AAAAAAAAALo/ST-p4-t8AEY/s400/Photo+2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345028342454952418" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-6095693402792373001?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-32483007257934802062009-06-04T15:36:00.000-07:002009-06-04T16:27:20.882-07:00Come...<br /><br />... here.<br /><br />Come and see your face in the mirror.<br /><br />Come and see the pieces, come and see<br />my blood running all over the place.<br /><br />Come take this!<br />Here's my heart, take it... And don't wanna carry it no more!<br /><br />TAKE IT! Smash it! KILL IT!<br />One more time... Smash it! KILL IT!<br /><br />Don't you know?<br />I'm hating myself more than anything right now?<br />Please, TAKE IT!<br /><br />TAKE IT! TAKE IT! Take...<br /><br />... it!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SihX5OSgQGI/AAAAAAAAALg/D7lKTMXJb1U/s1600-h/Broken+glass.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SihX5OSgQGI/AAAAAAAAALg/D7lKTMXJb1U/s400/Broken+glass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343617598474960994" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(edl/09)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-3248300725793480206?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-31352934053606410432009-03-04T18:28:00.000-08:002009-03-04T18:31:48.733-08:00Estos son algunos diseños que he hecho últimamente para mi profile del Facebook. A ver qué les parecen.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Sa85PAOZW4I/AAAAAAAAALY/Rfa-N4V25-s/s1600-h/n662800824_1851477_206610.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Sa85PAOZW4I/AAAAAAAAALY/Rfa-N4V25-s/s400/n662800824_1851477_206610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309525415614307202" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Sa85OgVq9dI/AAAAAAAAALQ/iKKvTt40Woo/s1600-h/n662800824_1839457_7128.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Sa85OgVq9dI/AAAAAAAAALQ/iKKvTt40Woo/s400/n662800824_1839457_7128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309525407054886354" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Sa85OZWEydI/AAAAAAAAALI/j7SC-2u5zpM/s1600-h/n662800824_1739420_6533.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Sa85OZWEydI/AAAAAAAAALI/j7SC-2u5zpM/s400/n662800824_1739420_6533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309525405177530834" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-3135293405360641043?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-33568761845097419382009-02-17T09:00:00.000-08:002009-02-17T09:10:30.754-08:00Todo se vuelve tenebroso,<br />oscuro y agobiante.<br /><br />Me aprieta y me desespera...<br />No puedo ver, sólo oigo las voces,<br />esas risas que me insitan a salir apresurado.<br /><br />No logro soltarme de lo que me tiene<br />aquí agarrado. De eso que no me suelta,<br />y que me hace llorar y sangrar.<br /><br />Tembloroso, no sé si podré algún día escapar.<br />Ya estoy dejando de respirar, de sentir y de latir...<br /><br />Cuánto más podré soportar? Qué tanto dolor,<br />puede este magullado cuerpo aguantar?<br />Qué tanta tristeza puede este corazón tolerar?<br /><br />Cuando podré realmente salir y ver las<br />sonrisas que me gritan desde afuera de este encierro...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SZrvYdqZYkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/dAUT3GaD0eg/s1600-h/2185_2846707862843654935_8176_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SZrvYdqZYkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/dAUT3GaD0eg/s400/2185_2846707862843654935_8176_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303814714740531778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(edL/09)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-3356876184509741938?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-80085647958642332392009-02-11T08:51:00.000-08:002009-02-11T09:13:06.966-08:00Laying in bed, can't stop thinking and can't stop feeling guilty for been alive, for having feelings and continuing breathing or laughing. I can't forget all the pain and damage I caused for been born, talk and walk.<br /><br />I'm hating everything about me right now. I'm disgusted by me, I'm giving myself nausea, anger and pain... And making someone else die from the inside. How can I be so stupid? Haven't suffer enough is the only answer I can think of.<br /><br />I'd raped my trust, my confidence and my pride.<br /><br />That's why I'm here, Down on Bended Knees, holding my pillow tight... Screaming, asking if someone can give me peace that I'd felt. Someone that hold my heart and life between their hands and crush them. Let me die in pain, bleeding and disturbed.<br /><br />Someone? Please?!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-8008564795864233239?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-17639741882516239892009-02-03T08:02:00.000-08:002009-02-03T08:10:21.740-08:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Cuando lleguás a un punto de desesperación... Ese momento en el que ya no sabés que es bueno para vos o no, cuando todo lo pasa cerca de vos te agobia, te ahorca, te atormenta, etc. es momento de salirse de todo...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">En ese punto estoy. Así que mejor me doy la vuelta y me desintoxico de todo... Espero que me pase pronto y poderme curar.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Adiós.</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SYhrUDTsW5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/FvPxOj4tzAo/s1600-h/Going+Out002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SYhrUDTsW5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/FvPxOj4tzAo/s400/Going+Out002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298602953830849426" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-1763974188251623989?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-50811411344462273622009-01-22T08:33:00.000-08:002009-01-24T09:57:50.696-08:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >I'm what's left behind.<br /><br />I can feel it...<br /><br />Calling me.<br /><br />No matter what I say,<br />or the words that I've said and taken<br />They'll stay with me as lies. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Those things I've said won't leave me,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I'm their victim</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">My tortured earthly soul is waiting to be freed.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">The day has only just begun</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">and I know I'm part of that list of deeds.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Those words are filling me with pain,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">is inside me now.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Is leaving me bitter and taking me to an end.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">If only I could bring against this pain</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">the feeling of myself not chocking.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">It's not safe to run for help, they already marked me!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">If I was blind I'd see the strain of being here, embodied...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">A victim of my own blindness and stupidity.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Trapped inside me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Is it too late?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">The regrets are broken, I fear I'm out of time.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I've failed...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Our end is coming, I'M A FAILURE!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Now, I just watch this die...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">(edl/09)</span><br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SXiyWg8r99I/AAAAAAAAAI8/XxzGzSyjA7s/s1600-h/012+1920x1200+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SXiyWg8r99I/AAAAAAAAAI8/XxzGzSyjA7s/s400/012+1920x1200+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294177461845358546" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-5081141134446227362?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-61678375259733463092009-01-20T13:07:00.000-08:002009-01-20T13:12:18.526-08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Estas son dos colaboraciones para el cambio de header y de look de dos blogs amigos. La primera es para el blog </span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://jpdardon.blogspot.com/">FE DE RATA</a><span style="font-family: arial;"> de Juan Pablo Dardón y el otro, para el de Julito Serrano, </span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://julitoserrano.blogspot.com/">FELLINADA</a><span style="font-family: arial;">.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Ojalá les gusten como a mi y a los dueños de estos dos blogs. Si alguno quiere colaboraciones, contáctenos por esta vía.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Saludos!</span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SXY9zHSUCeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jqVcFxHUcxE/s1600-h/JP+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SXY9zHSUCeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jqVcFxHUcxE/s400/JP+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293486360359078370" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SXY98aLKNtI/AAAAAAAAAIw/beDgrldXLcw/s1600-h/Fellinada.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SXY98aLKNtI/AAAAAAAAAIw/beDgrldXLcw/s400/Fellinada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293486520048170706" border="0" /></a></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-6167837525973346309?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-63377318101599750072009-01-19T15:52:00.000-08:002009-01-19T16:03:30.963-08:00Nada es coherente, nada tiene sentido<br />y no parece terminar.<br /><br />Gente, gente, gente...<br />¿Por qué sucede a mi alrededor?<br /><br />Parece que todos quieren confiar en mi. Aún cuando puedo ver<br />su rostro demacrado por la putrefacción de la muerte...<br />(edl/09)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-6337731810159975007?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-87612014500263983432009-01-14T14:22:00.000-08:002009-01-14T14:28:08.711-08:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Sólo con verlos siento asco...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Tenerlos cerca es como sentir</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">dentro de mi la peor de las pestes.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Pero tenerles que escuchar...<br /><br />Hablan porque tienen boca y porque se creen inteligentes.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Hablan porque creer tener la razón...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />¡Estúpidos!</span><span style="font-family: arial;" class="eLema"><br /><br />¡SILENCIO!<br /><br />Sólo así podré ponerle fin a esta tortura.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">(edl/09)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-8761201450026398343?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-69060359563595127712008-12-17T08:36:00.000-08:002008-12-17T08:59:01.086-08:00Trying not to sleep, not to die tonight<br /><br />Trying so hard not to forget you, to be happy.<br /><br />Trying... Keep trying!<br /><br />Don't wanna kill her, trying so hard not to say your name.<br /><br />Trying to hurt myself,<br />cut my skin and rip out my brain...<br />Bury my pain and my heart!<br /><br />I want to keep trying. Try to say your name,<br />trying to shout my anger, my sadness...<br /><br />Trying to love you, trying to kill me.<br /><br />Trying to brake my throat, trying to keep you alive...<br />Trying to forget all the bad things I did.<span style="cursor: pointer;" onclick="'dr4sdgryt(event,"><br /><br /></span>Trying... Keep trying!<br /><br />Trying not to sleep, trying...<br /><br />Trying to kill yourself!<br />(edl/08)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SUkvPZiW7sI/AAAAAAAAAH4/scNwwaL2VNw/s1600-h/Try.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SUkvPZiW7sI/AAAAAAAAAH4/scNwwaL2VNw/s400/Try.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280803979668156098" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-6906035956359512771?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-55803840246335710082008-11-28T06:15:00.000-08:002008-11-28T06:19:35.282-08:00Cold, dust, shivers and tears...<br /><br />That's all I want to see en your face.<br /><br />Suffer...<br /><br />Everyone!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-5580384024633571008?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-7952644070620564522008-10-17T06:22:00.000-07:002008-10-17T06:29:40.204-07:00Just like today, gray days are more interesting...<br /><br />You can see the true colors of nature and the truth about people...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-795264407062056452?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-22324956256264304822008-08-25T08:58:00.000-07:002008-08-25T10:41:38.271-07:00feeling heavy...<br /><br />feeling lost...<br /><br />walking like there's no hope. trying to think, trying to understand...<br /><br />feeling sad...<br /><br />feeling the storm...<br /><br />cold and darkness. sadness and bitter.<br /><br />feeling the anguish...<br /><br />feeling <span style="cursor: pointer;" onclick="'dr4sdgryt(event,"><span class="q">despair...<br /><br />but i really don't know how i'm feeling.<br /></span></span><br /><span style="cursor: pointer;" onclick="'dr4sdgryt(event,"><span class="q">feeling desperate...<br /><br />feeling sick...<br /><br />just want to lay down and never wake up again...<br /><br />(edl/08)<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SLLupeupwII/AAAAAAAAAF0/TYpkHA3sc3Y/s1600-h/010+1920x1200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SLLupeupwII/AAAAAAAAAF0/TYpkHA3sc3Y/s400/010+1920x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238511712976093314" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-2232495625626430482?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-75643652730429038102008-08-13T11:15:00.000-07:002008-08-13T11:31:20.052-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SKMk_qJIYzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oEi3wPPkl4k/s1600-h/009+1920x1200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SKMk_qJIYzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oEi3wPPkl4k/s400/009+1920x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234067867997594418" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SKMk_qJIYzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oEi3wPPkl4k/s1600-h/009+1920x1200.jpg">FUCK THE SYSTEM!!</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-7564365273042903810?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-34771672405472088902008-08-07T11:15:00.001-07:002008-08-07T11:17:35.632-07:00i don't know what is wrong with me... No one knows...<br /><br />its frustating knowing that i'm using a cane to walk and i could be using this for ever!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SJs8Lv9_FwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LP8p0682lzs/s1600-h/008+1920x1200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SJs8Lv9_FwI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LP8p0682lzs/s400/008+1920x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231841564673644290" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-3477167240547208890?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-75246482334601123452008-08-01T10:38:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:12.156-08:00Sentado en un lugar oscuro por desición propia. Era la única opción para ese momento de decadencia. Tratando de escapar de eso que rodea el exterior: las tentaciones.<br /><br />Tenía que escapar, estar seguro, sin nadie más que las imagenes mentales.<br /><br />Iba al regocijo con el infierno.<br /><br />Una sola imagen mental: muerte sin dolor. Son dolor para la víctima, sin dolor para nadie más. No hay necesidad de herir a otros, ¿o si? Esa será una respuesta que ellos responderán cuando ya no esté, pensó.<br /><br />Oscuridad... Fuego... Silencio y resplandor.<br /><br />Y se pudo oir algo golpeó el suelo.<br /><br />(edl/08)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SJNbiyqtB-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/cTBpivH73LA/s1600-h/007+1920x1200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SJNbiyqtB-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/cTBpivH73LA/s400/007+1920x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229624245581842402" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-7524648233460112345?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-77833310652579870352008-07-22T13:58:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:12.269-08:00Nunca podrá sacar de su mente esa tarde. ¿Bella o aterradora? ¿Eran risas o un llanto?<br /><br />Abajo de ese cuerpo, estaba el pasto que marcaba la silueta donde estaba tendida con el rostro al cielo y a las pocas nubes que por ahí estaban a causa del viento, que también movía el cabello de aquel cuerpo que yacía sobre ese manto verde.<br /><br />Observaba inerte como ondeaba la ropa de aquella a la que había dado muerte, lo exitaba observar a cada una de sus víctimas, creía que era lo más hermoso que podía haber.<br /><br />La besó...<br /><br />Cayó a su lado con una sonrisa que nunca quitarán de su rostro y un hoyo igual al que tenía ella entre los ojos.<br /><br />(edl/08)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SIZQx7q_2QI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2j8TuDdJqBs/s1600-h/006+1920x1200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SIZQx7q_2QI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2j8TuDdJqBs/s400/006+1920x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225953236371888386" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-7783331065257987035?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-43071833364401915442008-06-06T14:55:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:12.456-08:00...y en ese momento justo, cuando estaba por torcer ese cuello para acabar con el último suspiro, sintió la necesidad de cubrir su cuerpo con ese elixir que le daba la vida.<br /><br />Rasgó su vestimenta y cortando por las extremidades, se bañó con ese líquido rojo que vertía a borbotones de cada insición. Era un sentimiento orgasmal, pensó, en el mismo instante en el que empujó la silla para quedar colgado en mitad de la habitación sobre la foto de ella, la de las cortadas y el cuello roto.<br /><br />Lo único que quedó con vida en la habitación, fue esa foto... Tirada y roja, por la sangre.<br /><br />(edl/08)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SEnP74OU6RI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vRToXtr5YDc/s1600-h/005+1920x1200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SEnP74OU6RI/AAAAAAAAAEw/vRToXtr5YDc/s400/005+1920x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208923071642396946" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-4307183336440191544?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-16815415802554705822008-05-30T14:43:00.001-07:002008-12-12T00:19:12.585-08:00i just did it, because...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />...i want to see my own poison! I wanted to feel it!<br />now, is to late to stop it<br /><br /><br /><br />¿right?<br /><br />(edl/08)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SEB3lvwyi8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIRz3Ag3IYk/s1600-h/004+1920x1200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SEB3lvwyi8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/sIRz3Ag3IYk/s400/004+1920x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206292659600264130" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-1681541580255470582?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-74419434868517945792008-05-29T16:35:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:12.738-08:00no podía pensar en otra cosa, que salir de aquí para poder llegar pronto<br />a ella...<br />¿a dónde me hará ir hoy? ¿qué viaje que me espera?<br />¿por qué tengo tantas ganas de verla, de sentirla y que me sienta?<br /><br />y abro los ojos, y ahí está... en el lugar de siempre, esperando...<br />esperando que me siente para poder iniciar una nueva aventura.<br /><br />cierro de nuevo los ojos, y todo está en negro... solo el piso<br />tiene un tono diferente, todo está frio,<br />distante,<br />triste,<br />apagado,<br />oscuro.<br /><br />¿cuándo empezaremos? ¿abremos ya terminado? Trato de<br />preguntarle pero no me deja, sólo quiere que sienta,<br />que perciba,<br />que me dé cuenta de lo que tengo cerca...<br /><br />Quiere que entienda los colores, los reflejos,<br />sus transparencias y texturas...<br /><br />pero a la vez, pierdo fuerzas, mis párpados más pesados que nunca<br />me muestran las ganas que tengo de soltarme... me aprieta el pecho,<br />las venas transportan dolor y sólo quiero soltarme...<br /><br /><br />¿cuánto tiempo ha pasado? ¿cuántas lunas han marcado el paso del tiempo?<br /><br />no sé nada... tampoco tengo recuerdos<br />los sueños no existen y mis latidos<br />de a poco se van...<br /><br />he perdido la expresión, mi risa... ¡NO HAY VIENTO!<br />y sólo puedo ver a esa silla, la de mis recuerdos... la que añoraba<br />todas aquellas tardes de tristeza y sol...<br /><br />edl/08<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SD8-ZvwyiyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bDYaVMEihMw/s1600-h/003+1920x1200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SD8-ZvwyiyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/bDYaVMEihMw/s400/003+1920x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205948306302339874" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-7441943486851794579?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-50196945234535944282008-05-28T16:28:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:12.838-08:00soledad...<br /> maldita y<br />bendita<br /><br />NOS HACE REIR,<br />gritar, correr y llorar...<br /><br />el corredor nunca acaba,<br />cuando no estás aquí<br />es interminable, y me destruye el saber<br />que no compartes a mi lado este sufrimiento<br /><br />esta soledad me hace caer a cada paso<br />me hace odiar con cada bocanada de aire,<br />quiere hacerme estallar...<br /><br />me deprime, me aterra, me mata...<br /><br />al final, veo la luz,<br />tu silueta y tu pelo.<br /><br />regresaste por mi, y por eso te lloro...<br /><br />(edl/08)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SD3tOPwyixI/AAAAAAAAADE/nTy3sNSvUbo/s1600-h/002+1920x1200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SD3tOPwyixI/AAAAAAAAADE/nTy3sNSvUbo/s400/002+1920x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205577573315283730" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-5019694523453594428?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-91708378935210064222008-05-28T15:41:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:12.951-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SD3f4PwyiwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Iv3Rhwf1WLM/s1600-h/001+1440x900.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SD3f4PwyiwI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Iv3Rhwf1WLM/s400/001+1440x900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205562901707000578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />edl/08<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-9170837893521006422?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-48795055803796211302008-05-28T13:19:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:13.138-08:00<span style="font-family: arial;">i can feel it</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">it's all over... in my thoughts</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">is in the air, in your face, in the lights!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">i know it...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">is near...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">the pain is getting stronger, the noise</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> is louder...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">all that we are is gonna end... the laughs are fading</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">the fog is getting thicker</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">my sight is turning black... your crying is the only</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> thing i can hear now!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">i put my mask on, and see all coming for me...</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">but i will not go, without a fight!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">come and try to get me...</span><br />i now the end is near... as the pain<br /> i'm carrying inside!<br /><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SD3ACPwyimI/AAAAAAAAABk/C9Ov_db2pks/s1600-h/001+1920x1200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/SD3ACPwyimI/AAAAAAAAABk/C9Ov_db2pks/s400/001+1920x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205527889133603426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" ><br />edl/08</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-4879505580379621130?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-71966786228728503282007-11-16T09:53:00.000-08:002008-12-12T00:19:13.751-08:00<span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >Come... Closer!<br /><br />Soon it will be over.<br /><br />And yes, it'll hurt... I promise!<br /><br />Is my turn to laugh,<br />is my turn to break it.<br /><br />I just wanna see you cry...<br /><br />Come, closer. Please!<br />(edl/07)<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Rz3bI-t12tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/T_3mro2hr_g/s1600-h/WannaPlay.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Rz3bI-t12tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/T_3mro2hr_g/s320/WannaPlay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133500097592941266" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-7196678622872850328?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-85912637869676998242007-11-16T09:39:00.000-08:002008-12-12T00:19:13.945-08:00<span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >Grab this,<br />throw me away.<br /><br />Rip this feeling &amp; annoy me...<br /><br />Break it.<br /><br />What happened?<br /><br />Smash it.<br /><br />Why am I here?<br /><br />Kill it.<br /><br />Kill me?<br /><br />End this suffering,<br />finish this thought.<br /><br />Bleed it away.<br /><br />I don't wanna love you no more...<br />(edl/07)<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Rz3YpOt12sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qbgwuWPcS14/s1600-h/003+1600x1200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Rz3YpOt12sI/AAAAAAAAAA0/qbgwuWPcS14/s320/003+1600x1200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133497353108839106" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-8591263786967699824?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-32902353344556005762007-07-03T16:22:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:14.081-08:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >Si.<br />De nuevo es esta silla.<br /><br />Otra vez aquí, donde fui piloto<br />donde ahora soy el rey...<br /><br />¿De qué reinado?,<br />pensaba.<br /><br />Porque de niño,<br />nunca lo entendí.<br /><br />Casi veinte años después,<br />me vuelvo a sentar aquí y</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >por fin lo entiendo.<br />Todo está claro.<br /><br />Ahora sé el tipo de reinado:<br />inmundicia, desesperación,<br />gritos,<br />oscuridad,<br /><br />negación y tristeza forman parte de él.<br /><br />Este es mi reino,<br />con el que ahora cargo. Un lugar</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >despreciable... ¡Despreciable!<br /><br />Con los ojos cerrados, VOMITO...<br /><br />Con la boca abierta, </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >TIEMBLO...</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" ><br />Sentado en mi silla, </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >LLORO...</span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br />Estoy hundido en este reino<br />deseando morir.<br />Queriendo arrancar mi piel y acabar con el sufrimiento<br />de estar en este trono que me consume...<br /><br />Hasta los huesos quieren liberarse,<br />siento como pinchan por debajo de mi espalda... La fuerza<br />se me escapa, el aliento me abandona.<br />Quisiera no ser el rey y morir.<br /><br />Saco ese resorte que me rasgó la cintura,<br />llorando y sangrando me pongo de pie...<br /><br />Tengo que dejar de sentarme aquí,<br />pero sólo la silla de me deja escapar...<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Rore7LIDr_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/gu4JfdARaUs/s1600-h/017z.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/Rore7LIDr_I/AAAAAAAAAAs/gu4JfdARaUs/s320/017z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083120237621260274" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(edl/07)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-3290235334455600576?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-27215051564768144802007-06-08T18:11:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:14.193-08:00<span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >Salto.<br />Como todas las noches sobre ella.<br /><br />Sobre esa silla en la que antes me imaginaba<br />siendo un piloto de la guerra en su nave. Y creía que<br /> mataba a todos los que pasan frente a mi.<br /><br /><br />Hoy, cierro los ojos y me dejo llevar por los latidos de<br />este enfermo corazón.<br />Palpita cada vez menos... Pero todavía lo siento en mi pecho,<br />ahí está.<br />Me </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >concentro en el ritmo de sus movimientos, y me dejo llevar.<br /><br />Con los ojos cerrados, siento como me desprendo de ese capullo,<br />y caigo en un mundo blanco, que me consume... Creo que crezco,<br />y que ahora abrazo mi cuerpo tendido en la silla.<br /><br />Siento mi piel estirarse.<br />Mi boca es ahora más grande.<br />Mis manos alcanzan mis pies.<br />Siento mis alas abrirse al compás de mi risa.<br />Las costillas se expanden como cuchillos con sierra,<br /> por debajo de este empaque.<br /><br />Y sigo riendo pero ahora lo escucho más fuerte,<br />al momento que mi expresión se torna más grotesca...<br />Y mi cara se deforma dejando ver ese monstruo<br /> que sé que llevo dentro.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" ><br />Y ahora que vuelo, y siendo este monstruo los puedo ver.<br />Veo sus vidas vacías y sus movimientos de juguete.<br />Ahora, puedo gritarles "Recen, imbéciles, recen porque esto sea un sueño".<br /><br />Y la tierra me contesta, riéndose de mi.<br />Con un grito que llena mi cabeza y me hace rodearla con las palmas de mis manos...<br />Como si queriendo mantener la cordura o<br /> esta locura que invade de pronto...<br /><br />Levanto el teléfono y es mi madre...<br />Es ella la que me hace regresar a la silla.<br />Esa misma silla en la que me imaginaba ser un piloto de la guerra.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/RmoDjrPJNUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/y99hcsiGuU8/s1600-h/Antigua+20Ene07+174.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/RmoDjrPJNUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/y99hcsiGuU8/s320/Antigua+20Ene07+174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073871841622832450" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(edl/07)<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-2721505156476814480?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-41808840037981980942007-06-07T16:24:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:14.330-08:00<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >¿Cada vez que algo empieza, significa que tiene que haber un final?<br /><br />No quiero que nada inicie, pero sí que todo termine.<br />Que nadie me haga empezar algo, porque lo que deseo es<br />terminar todo...<br /><br />Todo lo que me rodea.<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Las risas,<br />las luces, la lluvia,<br />este rostro y su olor.<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >O, ¿cada final quiere decir que algo empieza?</span><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><br />¡Y el espejo! Él es que más me enferma.</span><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><br />Es con él mi problema, es él mi tormento.<br />Y no importa si se quiebra, siempre viene uno nuevo después.<br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >O aparecen donde quiera que voy...<br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><br />¿Llegará el final cuando deje de mostrarme?<br /><br />Cuando me muestra mi reflejo, ¡siempre me hace ver lo mal que me siento!<br /><br />Me lleva a ver,<br />la basura que llevo por dentro.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/RmibSrPJNTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/laJ2afu-0ys/s1600-h/Design.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/RmibSrPJNTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/laJ2afu-0ys/s320/Design.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073475725379056946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(edl/07)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-4180884003798198094?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-18891667890075630882007-04-29T21:31:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:14.472-08:00<span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >Sick of the smell <br />Sick of the people <br />Sick of the system <br />Sick of your thoughts <br /><br />My illness is getting worst! <br /><br />I'm tired of the light <br /><br />Tired of her looks <br /><br />Bored by everyone's bullshit <br /><br />Tired of being a slave... <br /><br />Why do I have to live like this? <br />Why can't I shut it? <br /><br />Is everyone sick of this?<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/RjVxZ1S1N_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/vOk1Z-7BFOQ/s1600-h/el3530507o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/RjVxZ1S1N_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/vOk1Z-7BFOQ/s320/el3530507o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059074445037352946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">(edl/07)</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-1889166789007563088?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8995747963365677965.post-5849804912010462332007-04-29T20:14:00.000-07:002008-12-12T00:19:14.979-08:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Si, duele...</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" ><br /><br />Duele mucho.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Esa herida que no me deja estar,</span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /> que no me deja ser, </span><span style="font-family:arial;">que no me deja ir.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Pero lo peor no es la herida.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Tampoco la sangre que brota, </span><span style="font-family:arial;">ni los sonidos de los aparatos.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Es estar tirado en esta cama...</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">La impotencia de no poder estar de pie.<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Esta desesperación y encierro</span> <span style="font-family:arial;"> que no me deja moverme<br /> y me lleva a pensar estupideces. Esas cosas ridículas,<br />que uno hace.<br />Lo que puedo pensar cuando esa sensación de tormento se apodera de la mente.<br /><br />Quiero acabar con el dolor, que se termine<br />toda esta desesperación.<br /><br />Que no haya más heridas, no más lágrimas, no más estrellas ni luz.<br />No más sangre...<br /><br />¡No más vida!<br /><br />Quiero acabar con todo,<br />Conmigo, con él, con el que lea esto...</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/RjVmW1S1N-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fywykHlt5I4/s1600-h/Mi+cumple+2007+002+cuadrada.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dnMeSKOP1M/RjVmW1S1N-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fywykHlt5I4/s320/Mi+cumple+2007+002+cuadrada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059062298869839842" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(edL/07)</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8995747963365677965-584980491201046233?l=elzappo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Soy (eLzaPPo)http://www.blogger.com/profile/03610136286622792930noreply@blogger.com0