tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38500329956811953812011-04-21T18:52:30.379-07:00Sol Macielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13401375355535468291noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850032995681195381.post-92042574985747366652008-08-20T10:44:00.000-07:002008-08-20T10:45:36.617-07:00<span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;">chocho chocolo</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;">LA LA</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">choco choco</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;">TE TE</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;">choco</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;">LA</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">choco </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;">TE</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;">choco</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;">LATE</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850032995681195381-9204257498574736665?l=solmb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sol Macielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13401375355535468291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850032995681195381.post-73654329803658170392008-08-19T16:08:00.000-07:002008-08-19T16:24:38.849-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk0COUyNKho/SKtS6pmxknI/AAAAAAAAACM/2_Cl7sZLbKY/s1600-h/miblogger.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236370159302709874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wk0COUyNKho/SKtS6pmxknI/AAAAAAAAACM/2_Cl7sZLbKY/s320/miblogger.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />BAILA BAILA HERMOSURA!<br />BAILA BAAAAILA QE LA NOCHE SE ACAVA (8)<br />TU PRINCIPE AZZUL, NO SE IRA DE AQQI (8)<br />PERO TTU TAMPPOCO, TE QEDARAS CCON MIGO (8)<br />CON ESE VESTIDO BLANCO LARGO HASTA LA ENTRADA OHH OHH (8)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850032995681195381-7365432980365817039?l=solmb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sol Macielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13401375355535468291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850032995681195381.post-73752334310895263212008-08-14T12:37:00.000-07:002008-08-14T12:38:20.597-07:00choco choco la la choco choco te te choco la choco te.. CHOLOLATE!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850032995681195381-7375233431089526321?l=solmb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sol Macielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13401375355535468291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850032995681195381.post-58605502350988641142008-08-14T12:30:00.000-07:002008-08-14T12:31:07.923-07:00<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ta</span> te ti suerte para mi.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850032995681195381-5860550235098864114?l=solmb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sol Macielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13401375355535468291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850032995681195381.post-49752826100924656432008-08-14T12:22:00.000-07:002008-08-14T12:28:00.054-07:00<span style="color:#000000;">la puta madre</span> <span style="color:#ffccff;">fotolog,</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">no es</span> <span style="color:#ffccff;">la vida</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">como</span> <span style="color:#ffccff;">mucho sera un</span> <span style="color:#000000;">entretenimiento</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">y ahora ahi gente que vive de</span> <span style="color:#ffccff;">fotolog</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">floggers</span> <span style="color:#ffccff;">una cosa es</span> <span style="color:#000000;">ser flogger<br /></span><span style="color:#000000;">y otra</span> <span style="color:#ffccff;">vestirte como flogger</span> <span style="color:#ffccff;">o</span> <span style="color:#000000;">mas bien</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffccff;">ser </span>glam</span> <span style="color:#ffccff;"><span style="color:#000000;">algo</span> asi</span> <span style="color:#000000;">era..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850032995681195381-4975282610092465643?l=solmb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sol Macielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13401375355535468291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850032995681195381.post-61089003659591911842008-07-03T18:05:00.000-07:002008-07-03T18:14:37.733-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wk0COUyNKho/SG136Qw8_wI/AAAAAAAAABc/mx3t2JoQMsI/s1600-h/solci.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wk0COUyNKho/SG136Qw8_wI/AAAAAAAAABc/mx3t2JoQMsI/s320/solci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218959386008682242" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Princesa no se nace. Se hace. Hacerse princesa?! Como?! R: Todas somos Princesas, En algunos casos nuestra princesa esta adentro.. ¡Hay que sacarla! Como Sacarla? Siendo buena persona. TODAS SOMOS PRINCESAS EN EL INTERIOR, NO IMPORTA COMO TE VISTAS, NO IMPORTA TU APARIENCIA, TODAS LAS MUJERES DEL MUNDO, SON PRINCESAS.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850032995681195381-6108900365959191184?l=solmb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sol Macielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13401375355535468291noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850032995681195381.post-70286079132740651312008-07-03T12:29:00.000-07:002008-07-03T12:39:50.454-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wk0COUyNKho/SG0owFYQ1JI/AAAAAAAAABU/D8u5QPiVEdM/s1600-h/yobebe.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wk0COUyNKho/SG0owFYQ1JI/AAAAAAAAABU/D8u5QPiVEdM/s320/yobebe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218872349735048338" border="0" /></a><blockquote><br /><br /><a style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wk0COUyNKho/SG0owFYQ1JI/AAAAAAAAABU/D8u5QPiVEdM/s1600-h/yobebe.jpg">Ella que cuando le preguntaban que queria ser cuando sea grande, decia DRINCESA, Ella que hablaba muy raro. Ella que le decia LLAMA GRANDE a los CAMIONES GRANDES. Ella que siempre quiso ser una princesa.. Su sueño se hizo realidad. ¿Para vos ser princesa es vivir en un palacio y tener hermosos vestidos? En mi fantasia ser una princesa es vivir con mi familia y usar MI ropa, asi asi como soy yo. Hay gente para todo. Hay gente para nada. Pero mi familia es para Todo. Ellos me ayudaron hasta donde estoy parada.. ¡Gracias Ma!</a></blockquote><a style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wk0COUyNKho/SG0owFYQ1JI/AAAAAAAAABU/D8u5QPiVEdM/s1600-h/yobebe.jpg"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850032995681195381-7028607913274065131?l=solmb.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Sol Macielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13401375355535468291noreply@blogger.com0