<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934034278389603095</id><updated>2011-10-29T21:05:38.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GREEN LIFE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Flora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10450031283322026657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOgQn3738Yg/TqzLJkxdV1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V099f4QvP7s/s220/fffff.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934034278389603095.post-8664778870578736531</id><published>2011-10-29T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T21:05:07.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>momentos</title><content type='html'>de nuevo esa extraña sensación de sentirme absurdamente desprotegida sintiendo asco por el mundo externo. Ganas de vomitar, mareos, verguenza, culpa. Irratibilidad. Me ahogo, me asfixio, no reconozco mi cuerpo de mujer. Me pierdo en recuerdos de infancia en la cama de papa y mama. Me quiero salir, me doy asco, no entiendo. Los mareos se vuelven mas fuertes. Todo está mal hasta que la sensación vuelve a desvanecerse hasta irse por completo. &lt;div&gt;Pero siempre está ahi, ansiosa por volver a tomar mi cuerpo y aislarme del resto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3934034278389603095-8664778870578736531?l=sheepgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8664778870578736531/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3934034278389603095&amp;postID=8664778870578736531' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/8664778870578736531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/8664778870578736531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/2011/10/momentos.html' title='momentos'/><author><name>Flora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10450031283322026657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOgQn3738Yg/TqzLJkxdV1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V099f4QvP7s/s220/fffff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934034278389603095.post-4765451633214488637</id><published>2010-01-19T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:47:07.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tenia unos ocho años, mi mama estaba en el baño y yo me senté como quien espera la nota de un examen en la mesa. Cuando por fin salio le dije " mamá es hora de que me expliques como vienen los bebes al mundo" ella me dijo que yo ya sabia bien eso... y yo enojada le dije... " Pero es hora de que me lo explique vos"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3934034278389603095-4765451633214488637?l=sheepgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4765451633214488637/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3934034278389603095&amp;postID=4765451633214488637' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/4765451633214488637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/4765451633214488637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/2010/01/tenia-unos-ocho-anos-mi-mama-estaba-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Flora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10450031283322026657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOgQn3738Yg/TqzLJkxdV1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V099f4QvP7s/s220/fffff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934034278389603095.post-1269841585603564741</id><published>2010-01-19T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:45:21.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la vida</title><content type='html'>Era una tarde de sol d diciembre, mi mamá le estaba dando de comer a mi hermano... Tenia unos seis años y ya no sabia que hacer para llamar la atencion. Me acerqué y le dije "mamá yo ya se que Papa Noel no existe, es imposible que haya un gordo tan viejo dando la vuelta al mundo, a las 12 en punto y repartiendo regalos, nadie es TAN bueno, ya se que sos vos, ya se que no hay raton ni reyes ni nada, este año quiero unos patines" me di vuelta y me fui a a mi cuarto a seguir con mis dibujos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3934034278389603095-1269841585603564741?l=sheepgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/1269841585603564741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3934034278389603095&amp;postID=1269841585603564741' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/1269841585603564741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/1269841585603564741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/2010/01/la-vida.html' title='la vida'/><author><name>Flora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10450031283322026657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOgQn3738Yg/TqzLJkxdV1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V099f4QvP7s/s220/fffff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934034278389603095.post-5482641220458076097</id><published>2009-11-12T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:53:45.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Las invitaron a todas las fiestas del lugar. Bebio 7 tragos y se durmio en el baño de su abuela.&lt;br /&gt;Madre Santa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3934034278389603095-5482641220458076097?l=sheepgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5482641220458076097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3934034278389603095&amp;postID=5482641220458076097' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/5482641220458076097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/5482641220458076097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/2009/11/las-invitaron-todas-las-fiestas-del.html' title=''/><author><name>Flora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10450031283322026657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOgQn3738Yg/TqzLJkxdV1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V099f4QvP7s/s220/fffff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934034278389603095.post-4342233950179655609</id><published>2009-11-12T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:49:05.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Se corrio la voz en el Pueblo de las voces, ella habia pasado por los brazos de varios cantineros de la cuadra. Prendio el ultimo cigarrillo y dijo "Nunca más"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3934034278389603095-4342233950179655609?l=sheepgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/4342233950179655609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3934034278389603095&amp;postID=4342233950179655609' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/4342233950179655609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/4342233950179655609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/2009/11/se-corrio-la-voz-en-el-pueblo-de-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Flora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10450031283322026657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOgQn3738Yg/TqzLJkxdV1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V099f4QvP7s/s220/fffff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934034278389603095.post-8586354329280680271</id><published>2009-11-07T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T06:19:53.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to the hell</title><content type='html'>Desde el velo salian metros de microtul que parecian desbordar una avalancha. Ella llevaba una sonrisa blanqueada minutos antes. Los ojos de el se abrian de par en par haciendonos pensar que iban a reventar, no sabiamos si de la emocion o del miedo. Estaban ahi como en un recuerdo inmovil, los segundos parecian ir mas lentos, se veian tan felices directo al infierno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3934034278389603095-8586354329280680271?l=sheepgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/8586354329280680271/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3934034278389603095&amp;postID=8586354329280680271' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/8586354329280680271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/8586354329280680271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-to-hell.html' title='welcome to the hell'/><author><name>Flora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10450031283322026657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOgQn3738Yg/TqzLJkxdV1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V099f4QvP7s/s220/fffff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934034278389603095.post-3015264071330840324</id><published>2009-04-12T11:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T11:10:18.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cuando era chiquita, pensaba que a los catorce años me iba a convertir en una especie de Sailor Moon, ahora que tengo 20 estoy esperando que pase algo que de un vuelco brusco a mi vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3934034278389603095-3015264071330840324?l=sheepgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/3015264071330840324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3934034278389603095&amp;postID=3015264071330840324' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/3015264071330840324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/3015264071330840324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/2009/04/cuando-era-chiquita-pensaba-que-los.html' title=''/><author><name>Flora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10450031283322026657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOgQn3738Yg/TqzLJkxdV1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V099f4QvP7s/s220/fffff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934034278389603095.post-6132205202594078976</id><published>2009-01-08T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:44:11.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>V de verde. V de vos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;30 días no son nada escuché resonar detrás de esas cortinas azules,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no para mi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3934034278389603095-6132205202594078976?l=sheepgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/6132205202594078976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3934034278389603095&amp;postID=6132205202594078976' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/6132205202594078976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/6132205202594078976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/2009/01/v-de-verde-v-de-vos.html' title='V de verde. V de vos'/><author><name>Flora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10450031283322026657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOgQn3738Yg/TqzLJkxdV1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V099f4QvP7s/s220/fffff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934034278389603095.post-5969548524656022996</id><published>2008-12-07T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:50:31.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;al aguaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3934034278389603095-5969548524656022996?l=sheepgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/5969548524656022996/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3934034278389603095&amp;postID=5969548524656022996' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/5969548524656022996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/5969548524656022996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/2008/12/al-aguaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Flora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10450031283322026657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOgQn3738Yg/TqzLJkxdV1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V099f4QvP7s/s220/fffff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934034278389603095.post-3171816805495680126</id><published>2008-08-15T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:45:34.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lo siento. Llame más tarde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3934034278389603095-3171816805495680126?l=sheepgreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/feeds/3171816805495680126/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3934034278389603095&amp;postID=3171816805495680126' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/3171816805495680126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3934034278389603095/posts/default/3171816805495680126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheepgreen.blogspot.com/2008/08/lo-siento.html' title=''/><author><name>Flora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10450031283322026657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WOgQn3738Yg/TqzLJkxdV1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/V099f4QvP7s/s220/fffff.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
