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por lorena belloLorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comBlogger199125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-22338965099296556692012-04-14T13:46:00.001-05:002012-04-14T13:46:37.075-05:00formspring.meAsk me questions about MYSELF <a href="http://www.formspring.me/Babyponny" target="_blank">http://www.formspring.me/Babyponny</a>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-20021901951572800822011-11-20T18:45:00.003-06:002011-11-20T18:58:54.583-06:00<div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">Justo ahi parada en una escalera, en el escalon de en medio, no muy lejos del suelo, miras abajo y sigues abajo, has avanzado muy poco, descubriendo que por mas que subas por esa escalera no enconrtaras nada.</span></em></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=2411m43" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/2411m43.jpg" /></a></div>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-40025971433365254132011-11-17T19:53:00.000-06:002011-11-18T16:10:57.690-06:00Si me quedara un día de vida<div align="justify">No se por qué estoy escribiendo ésto, serán mis ganas de cometme al mundo a mordidas, será que estoy viviendo cosas determinantes y arriesgadas, o simplemente que estoy inspirada por este clima tan poco alentador pero si me quedara un día de vida lo aprovecharia para tragarme mis miedos, hacer lo que mas trabajo me cuesta y decirle todo lo que no les dije a las personas que me lastimaron. Si me quedara un día de vida perdonaría cualquier cosa, escribiría cartas cortas pero consistentes con mis secretos mas profundos, con mis sentimientos mas raros. Iría a correr descalza a la playa hasta quedarme sin aliento, abrazaría con todas mis fuerzas a quienes nunca me hubiese atrevido a abrazarles antes, me llenaría de coraje para declarar mi amor, intentaría ver 3 películas seguidas...<br />Si me quedara un día viajaría en avión un par de horas solo para mirar a los ojos a alguien, si me quedara un día me plantaba afuera de su ventana y le gritaría cuanto lo amo, si me quedara un día de vida haría algo peligroso, no pensaría en nada; solo actuaría. Haría el amor, comería chocolates, no lloraría, si me quedara solo un día de vida me trataría mejor que nunca <br /><center><a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/10/02/24/1087.jpg"></a></center><a href="http://es.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i50.tinypic.com/2qs45n5.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div align="justify"><br />Y a ti qué tanto te gustaría hacer si te quedara solamente un día de vida?<br /><br /><br /></div>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-54750611363718049542011-11-17T11:30:00.000-06:002011-11-17T10:08:51.986-06:00Mexico City<div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Going everywhere and going nowhere in particular, around the city that I've seen my hopes, my second home, where I can be free, where the lights break the night, lost Never mind, I don't care! I don't care!!</span></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W61T-ZlmdaM/SzeaPKEGLiI/AAAAAAAAASA/D3Cf9ToQxcQ/s1600-h/mexico_df_1257574142_el-angel---night.jpg"></a></div><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://es.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2h30osg.jpg" /></a></p><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://es.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i45.tinypic.com/bgsen4.jpg" /></a></p><br /><a href="http://es.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i49.tinypic.com/261ztib.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://es.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"></a><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://es.tinypic.com/" target="_blank"></a></p>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-47574290079123754362011-11-03T11:13:00.002-06:002011-11-03T11:20:24.305-06:00<div align="center"><em><span >Estoy en el limbo, tal vez exagero pero no me importa porque lo esto ydisfrutando y eso es lo más importante. Hacer las cosas por conviccion y por querer hacerlas.</span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span >Defenderlo porque asi lo quieres tiene que valer la pena.</span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=23kt9g0" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i43.tinypic.com/23kt9g0.jpg" /></a></div>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-32015005381657973302011-11-01T22:12:00.001-06:002011-11-01T22:41:36.886-06:00I wanna run with you<a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=2wmkgo8" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2wmkgo8.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=9s9b1u" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/9s9b1u.jpg" /></a>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-38310814504613759672011-11-01T13:54:00.005-06:002011-11-01T14:07:49.948-06:00The way<div align="center"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=2jbuzit" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/2jbuzit.jpg" width="719" height="665" /></a><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Oh, baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me<br />If we go there, you can still touch my love, it's free<br />We can work without the perks just you and me<br />Thug it out 'til we get it right</span></strong></div>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-25195940141437805322011-10-22T17:38:00.004-05:002011-10-31T20:58:54.502-06:00XO<strong>I'm only here to listen and I am only here to feel. Tell me everything about you. Fire is burning around me, are you going to burn with me too? Because I don't really want this life but I'll burn it down, I'll sell it all for you.</strong><a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=e7fbrd" target="_blank"><img src="http://i40.tinypic.com/e7fbrd.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"></a>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-1694427478045996842011-10-22T12:19:00.001-05:002011-10-22T12:19:01.030-05:00formspring.mepreguntame lo que quieras <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lorenzabiela" target="_blank">http://www.formspring.me/lorenzabiela</a>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-73475700097505304522011-10-21T13:42:00.003-05:002011-10-21T13:53:55.103-05:00FACING MY DESIRE WITH THE ANSWER TO START AGAIN, BE BRAVE AGAIN<em>FACING MY DESIRE WITH THE ANSWER TO START AGAIN, BE BRAVE AGAIN</em><a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=2rcvfo3" target="_blank"><img src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2rcvfo3.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"></a><br /><a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=i4iwio" target="_blank"><img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/i4iwio.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"></a><br /><a href="http://tinypic.com?ref=2606746" target="_blank"><img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/2606746.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"></a><br />Model and Styling Lorena Bello<br />Taken by: SLLorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-16084589886161172412011-10-15T19:19:00.005-05:002011-10-15T19:53:22.934-05:00Early mornin'<em><p>I was shaking my ass in the streets, I'm wrong and just walked in and it's early morning. Bump, bump till the break of dawn and It don't stop till the early morning.
<br />Passed out on the couch I'm yawning, just walked in and it's early morning. Bump, bump till the break of dawn and It don't stop till the early morning</p></em><</p>
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<br />Taken by Guillermo CisnerosLorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-2385052075414614882011-10-07T19:02:00.000-05:002011-10-07T19:08:36.657-05:00Heels turned black<div align="center"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=b5o9kh" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/b5o9kh.jpg" /></a></div>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-70093911478886192952011-10-07T16:35:00.004-05:002011-10-15T19:57:01.590-05:00Back again<div align="center"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=2q3x5qu" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/2q3x5qu.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=2jflpnb" target="_blank"></a></div>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-8979395167976467642011-04-15T14:03:00.007-05:002011-04-15T15:25:50.535-05:00<div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=24oyqt0" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/24oyqt0.jpg" /></a></span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"><em>It feels fresh, new feel, don't know where to where she left her head, don't know why he almost lost control but it doesn't matter, okay. </em></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"><em>Everything is settling... </em></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"><em>She likes to look in the mirror, as can be seen without cry, laughs at all, she is strong.</em></span></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em></div>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-21051698498739035832011-04-11T16:36:00.004-05:002011-04-11T17:06:50.134-05:00She is transparent<div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em>She is broken, she is transparent, so transparent you can read her mind and over is sick. </em><em>The drugs don't make her feel better. </em></strong><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><em>She's feels disintegrate.</em> </strong></div><br /><div align="center"><em><strong>Someday will stop everything. </strong></em><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><em><strong>It is in that fine line on that tightrope, in a dark tunnel, whistling a song goes and goes and goes a bit asleep waiting for the encounter and walk with her. </strong></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 646px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu8/SHOWUSYOURSTACHE/2b67b526.jpg" /></em></div><a href="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu8/SHOWUSYOURSTACHE/93cb9a89.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 644px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 484px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu8/SHOWUSYOURSTACHE/300827d8.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 651px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 445px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu8/SHOWUSYOURSTACHE/93cb9a89.jpg" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 488px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu8/SHOWUSYOURSTACHE/87ac575b.jpg" /> <br /><div><a href="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu8/SHOWUSYOURSTACHE/87ac575b.jpg"></a></div>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-77288320354642335712011-03-30T12:00:00.008-06:002011-03-30T12:31:52.451-06:00It's clever girl<div align="center"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=30tnjoo" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/30tnjoo.jpg" /></a></div><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=ta50jl" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ta50jl.jpg" /></a> <a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=sys701" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/sys701.jpg" /></a><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=34g0mly" target="_blank"></a> <br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;">This wild girl is sitting watching you, know you can't deceive itself, not anymore, </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;">she is sweet and innocent but hides a mystery that surrounds it and makes it more interesting. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;">It is night, has a suit on top, he likes to flirt, likes to feel strong, she is strong. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">She loves to wear the clothes of a boy, loves to use expensive eyeshadows and she always has cold. </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Up to something, have a concern, know what to do, not lost. </span></span></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>Lorena Bello </strong></span></em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>Photo by Julio Sanz</strong></span></em></div>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-74202238134453100352011-03-26T21:11:00.008-06:002011-03-26T21:47:42.876-06:00Me, myself and I<a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=20f3mol" target="_blank"></a><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=20f3mol" target="_blank"></a></p><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=20f3mol" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/20f3mol.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:180%;">No, nothing is really that easy to find what you really want</span></em></p>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-41042649275547606332011-03-24T14:56:00.003-06:002011-03-24T15:08:08.556-06:00Trash<div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Watching the days burning out like a cigarette, Just a few drags to go.</em></span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">You built me up and you broke me down, Somehow.</span><br /></em><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=afhaja" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/afhaja.jpg" /></a></div><p align="right"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=2s00gp4" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2s00gp4.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=6qxge9" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/6qxge9.jpg" width="710" height="572" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=3346zd4" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/3346zd4.jpg" width="702" height="567" /></a></p><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=vgmssk" target="_blank"></a>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-19441288364658186572011-03-11T15:11:00.003-06:002011-03-12T10:53:23.414-06:00<div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:180%;">Tell me, have you seen her? </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:180%;">She's shining<br /></span></em><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=2u7u92r" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/2u7u92r.jpg" /></a><a 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Pain is the little voice in your head that tries to hold you back because it knows.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><em><strong><span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;">If you continue, you will change.</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Don't let it stop you from being who you can be. </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Exhaustion tells you when you ought to stop. You only reach your limit when you can go no further.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><em></em><div align="center"></div><em></em><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=i5q4ax" target="_blank"><img border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/i5q4ax.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><a href="http://tinypic.com/?ref=2s8frck" target="_blank"></a>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-11720152720772438212011-02-27T09:57:00.005-06:002011-02-27T10:25:09.245-06:00You are dead<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tkh4zMk_ojM/TWp6TAdt2DI/AAAAAAAAAxw/tQUfi4XpFIQ/s1600/CIMG3660edited.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578405555412523058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tkh4zMk_ojM/TWp6TAdt2DI/AAAAAAAAAxw/tQUfi4XpFIQ/s400/CIMG3660edited.jpg" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578400523475070434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lyYb6f1LC7o/TWp1uHCVreI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/motZtvs5k1U/s400/lorenarayo.jpg" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578400518085129218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vJda32rmCtI/TWp1ty9RtAI/AAAAAAAAAxI/0_1dpvdIr6Y/s400/155621_16144938_l.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578400527201758274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1DLpYtQKLWg/TWp1uU62bEI/AAAAAAAAAxY/0SpmGMsmB0U/s400/tumblr_lgaf1dRYAT1qczvmbo1_500.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578404780075492210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v-LtK0UXUjE/TWp5l4G9o3I/AAAAAAAAAxo/QfZ7o5NgjP4/s400/sirena.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578400511514921986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xgTbS9m89EU/TWp1tae0TAI/AAAAAAAAAxA/E0vDDQZGqNk/s400/tumblr_l7thtsnRbh1qze4dho1_500.jpg" />Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-18230954130088762272011-02-22T12:40:00.007-06:002011-03-24T15:21:15.601-06:00Pure Beauty<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DP7sajKdT_w/TWQ-mGRsHkI/AAAAAAAAAw4/v8LQDycved8/s1600/tumblr_l45zbcrIDJ1qb6id6o1_500.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 561px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 584px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576651062832275010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DP7sajKdT_w/TWQ-mGRsHkI/AAAAAAAAAw4/v8LQDycved8/s400/tumblr_l45zbcrIDJ1qb6id6o1_500.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><div><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 577px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 421px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://img51.imageshack.us/img51/2143/44285484898684781774699.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 582px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 754px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i817.photobucket.com/albums/zz100/popdisorder/2011/ash3.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 598px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 799px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i50.tinypic.com/10ygmjo.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 556px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 381px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs140.ash2/40315_108791759178925_100001443043976_66370_484738_n.jpg" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 543px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 624px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/6051/2334246303.jpg" /> </div></div></div></div></div>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-11639352098177168982011-02-15T18:56:00.007-06:002011-02-17T11:55:22.453-06:00Punk Affair, dusty affair (I'm in love)<em><strong>I'm in love with every piece of clothes, I wanna to wear ALL</strong></em><br /><a href="http://snejanaonopka.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/00150hw.jpg"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 627px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 897px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://snejanaonopka.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/00150hw.jpg" /></strong></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.fashionisingpictures.net/photoshoots/balmainpunk5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 1002px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.fashionisingpictures.net/photoshoots/balmainpunk5.jpg" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 620px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 999px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.fashionisingpictures.net/photoshoots/balmainpunk3.jpg" /></div>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6656771181598143865.post-43023967014426047662011-02-15T14:37:00.000-06:002011-02-15T14:37:13.741-06:00HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY<iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pRtJaWdt6OY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Lorena Bellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17532882563563573881noreply@blogger.com