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[J.D. Salinger] Bordélique organisée Sur son livre perché...</description><sy:updatePeriod>daily</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2009-11-07T20:30:55Z</sy:updateBase><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-11-07T20:30:55Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><dc:rights /><item><title /><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1d77c561/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C26863343640Eposted0Eon0E20A0A90E110E0A70Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Elle avait des yeux, des yeux d'opale, Qui me fascinaient, qui me fascinaient. Y avait l'ovale de son visage pâle D'une femme fatale qui m'fut...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1d77c561/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/494388577/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/494388577/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/494388577/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/494388577/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2686334364-posted-on-2009-11-07.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-11-07T20:31:38Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2686334364-posted-on-2009-11-07.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2686334364.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> Elle avait des yeux, des yeux d&#039;opale, Qui me fascinaient, qui me fascinaient. Y avait l&#039;ovale de son visage pâle D&#039;une femme fatale qui m&#039;fut...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title /><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/7038b753/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C26586913980Eposted0Eon0E20A0A90E10A0E150Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Et leurs yeux se rencontrèrent. &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/7038b753/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1882765139/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1882765139/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1882765139/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1882765139/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2658691398-posted-on-2009-10-15.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-10-15T21:04:31Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2658691398-posted-on-2009-10-15.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2658691398.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> Et leurs yeux se rencontrèrent. </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title /><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/64acb7f7/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C26515255740Eposted0Eon0E20A0A90E10A0E0A90Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Il es temps d'admettre qu'un personnage qui s'en va puisse n'être vu que de dos! André Gide&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/64acb7f7/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1689040887/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1689040887/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1689040887/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1689040887/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2651525574-posted-on-2009-10-09.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-10-09T13:03:19Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language></item><item><title>- 382 - . I don't know why but Coldplay has just decided to settle in my mind...</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/10b9cb8f/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C2648240A6760E3820EI0Edon0Et0Eknow0Ewhy0Ebut0EColdplay0Ehas0Ejust0Edecided0Eto0Esettle0Ein0Emy0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Warning sign, I missed the good part, then I realised I started looking, and the bubble burst. I started looking for excuses. 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I started looking for excuses. Come on in, I&#039;ve gotta tell you what a...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>- 380 - . Like a goldfish lost in the big Ocean.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/3ef04588/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C26439252680E380A0ELike0Ea0Egoldfish0Elost0Ein0Ethe0Ebig0EOcean0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>This song is just amazingly wonderful. I want to cry. I was such a fool! Come up to meet you, tell you I&amp;#8217;m sorry... You don&amp;#8217;t know how lovely you...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/3ef04588/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1055933832/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1055933832/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1055933832/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1055933832/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2643925268-380-Like-a-goldfish-lost-in-the-big-Ocean.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-10-05T19:26:38Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2643925268-380-Like-a-goldfish-lost-in-the-big-Ocean.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2643925268.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> This song is just amazingly wonderful. I want to cry. I was such a fool! Come up to meet you, tell you I&amp;#8217;m sorry... You don&amp;#8217;t know how lovely you...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>- 379 - . I've got news for you: I don't know anything to you...</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/5fcfe272/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C26346924840E3790EI0Eve0Egot0Enews0Efor0Eyou0EI0Edon0Et0Eknow0Eanything0Eto0Eyou0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>I look in your eyes and there I see a version of me I'd like to meet. [ . ]J'aimerais pouvoir dire à quel point il est entouré d'une perfection que mes yeux seuls...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/5fcfe272/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1607459442/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1607459442/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1607459442/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1607459442/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2634692484-379-I-ve-got-news-for-you-I-don-t-know-anything-to-you.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-09-23T14:48:39Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2634692484-379-I-ve-got-news-for-you-I-don-t-know-anything-to-you.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2634692484.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> I look in your eyes and there I see a version of me I&#039;d like to meet. [ . ]J&#039;aimerais pouvoir dire à quel point il est entouré d&#039;une perfection que mes yeux seuls...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Baudelaire a écrit</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/e8a39eb/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C26225793960EBaudelaire0Ea0Eecrit0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Ce petit poème d'intérieur, plein de repos et de silence, encombré de riches étoffes et de brimborions de toilette, exhale je ne sais quel parfum de mauvais lieu qui...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/e8a39eb/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/243939819/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/243939819/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/243939819/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/243939819/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2622579396-Baudelaire-a-ecrit.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-09-12T18:03:32Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language></item><item><title /><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/289b863c/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C2548590A7570Eposted0Eon0E20A0A90E0A70E170Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>BAIL A CEDER [ . ]Un volage est un homme qui croit vous laisser comme solitaire: se voit-il ensuite remplacé par d'autres, ce n'est plus là son compte; il ne...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/289b863c/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/681281084/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/681281084/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/681281084/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/681281084/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2548590757-posted-on-2009-07-17.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-07-20T08:54:44Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language></item><item><title /><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/60dce35d/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C25228287990Eposted0Eon0E20A0A90E0A60E280Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>LYON Sure I know you&amp;#8217;d like to have me talk about my future and a million words or so to fill you in about my past. Have I sisters or a brother? When&amp;#8217;s...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/60dce35d/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1625088861/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1625088861/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1625088861/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1625088861/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2522828799-posted-on-2009-06-28.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-06-28T18:02:00Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language></item><item><title>376 . Par hasard, comme tout le monde...</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/5b27f645/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C24946242450E3760EPar0Ehasard0Ecomme0Etout0Ele0Emonde0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>On reconnaît le bonheur au bruit qu'il fait en claquant la porte. [Jacques Prévert] Nous ne nous oublierons jamais L'ombre est sous la lampe Le café est dans la...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/5b27f645/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1529345605/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1529345605/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1529345605/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1529345605/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2494624245-376-Par-hasard-comme-tout-le-monde.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-06-08T18:14:10Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2494624245-376-Par-hasard-comme-tout-le-monde.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2494624245.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> On reconnaît le bonheur au bruit qu&#039;il fait en claquant la porte. [Jacques Prévert] Nous ne nous oublierons jamais L&#039;ombre est sous la lampe Le café est dans la...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Songe d'une nuit d'été. Part III.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/5b78afaa/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C2490A7170A430ESonge0Ed0Eune0Enuit0Ed0Eete0EPart0EIII0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>[ . ]Je ne sais pas comment, une nuit tout à surgir. D&amp;#8217;un coup, sans prévenir. J&amp;#8217;ai compris. J&amp;#8217;ai vu. 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J&amp;#8217;ai compris. J&amp;#8217;ai vu. J&amp;#8217;ai vu le fonctionnement de...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Songe d'une nuit d'été. Part II.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/347966f6/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C248110A290A10ESonge0Ed0Eune0Enuit0Ed0Eete0EPart0EII0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>[ . ]Martin avait vingt deux ans, et je le révulsais. Pourtant comme attiré, il resta. Croisé dans un bar bondé de visages vagues et de silhouettes entremêlées,...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/347966f6/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/880371446/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/880371446/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/880371446/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/880371446/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2481102901-Songe-d-une-nuit-d-ete-Part-II.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-05-30T21:12:26Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2481102901-Songe-d-une-nuit-d-ete-Part-II.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2481102901.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> [ . ]Martin avait vingt deux ans, et je le révulsais. Pourtant comme attiré, il resta. Croisé dans un bar bondé de visages vagues et de silhouettes entremêlées,...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Songe d'une nuit d'été. Part I.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/521c47f9/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C24689317370ESonge0Ed0Eune0Enuit0Ed0Eete0EPart0EI0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>-- [ . ]La porte claque dans le lointain, un bruit sourd sans écho, sec comme un orage d&amp;#8217;été. Etrangement, ce sont mes yeux qui sentent la brise légère....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/521c47f9/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1377585145/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1377585145/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1377585145/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1377585145/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2468931737-Songe-d-une-nuit-d-ete-Part-I.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-05-27T19:41:04Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2468931737-Songe-d-une-nuit-d-ete-Part-I.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2468931737.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> -- [ . ]La porte claque dans le lointain, un bruit sourd sans écho, sec comme un orage d&amp;#8217;été. Etrangement, ce sont mes yeux qui sentent la brise légère....</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>372 . Here, there are no strangers. Only friends that haven't met.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/33884b45/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C24484749530E3720EHere0Ethere0Eare0Eno0Estrangers0EOnly0Efriends0Ethat0Ehaven0Et0Emet0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>I don't know what to say, except that for a quite obscur reason, I'm kind of depressed. Darling, I hate to see you so angry with the world. Maybe it's selfish of me...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/33884b45/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/864570181/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/864570181/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/864570181/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/864570181/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2448474953-372-Here-there-are-no-strangers-Only-friends-that-haven-t-met.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-05-09T21:36:13Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2448474953-372-Here-there-are-no-strangers-Only-friends-that-haven-t-met.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2448474953.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> I don&#039;t know what to say, except that for a quite obscur reason, I&#039;m kind of depressed. Darling, I hate to see you so angry with the world. Maybe it&#039;s selfish of me...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title /><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/47381cab/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C24356842730Eposted0Eon0E20A0A90E0A50E0A10Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Bienvenue en pays nantais. Voilà. C'est ça. Juste ça. Depuis le temps que ce petit périple pas tout à fait Breton me tendait les bras, j'ai enfin fini par...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/47381cab/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1194859691/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1194859691/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1194859691/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1194859691/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2435684273-posted-on-2009-05-01.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-05-01T16:51:49Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2435684273-posted-on-2009-05-01.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2435684273.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> Bienvenue en pays nantais. Voilà. C&#039;est ça. Juste ça. Depuis le temps que ce petit périple pas tout à fait Breton me tendait les bras, j&#039;ai enfin fini par...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>370 . J'ai le dégoût très sûr.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1aee6010/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C243130A94610E370A0EJ0Eai0Ele0Edegout0Etres0Esur0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>How was I to know that this was always only just a little game to you? All the time I felt you gave your heart, I thought that I would do the same for you. Tell the...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1aee6010/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/451829776/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/451829776/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/451829776/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/451829776/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2431309461-370-J-ai-le-degout-tres-sur.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-04-28T20:10:59Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2431309461-370-J-ai-le-degout-tres-sur.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2431309461.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> How was I to know that this was always only just a little game to you? All the time I felt you gave your heart, I thought that I would do the same for you. Tell the...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title /><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/718aaaa1/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C242390A99750Eposted0Eon0E20A0A90E0A40E240Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Quoi? Que me vaut ce long soupir? Car beaucoup de choses le méritent en ce moment. Les larmes? Oui, c'est bien certain, mais c'est inévitable. La perte complète de...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/718aaaa1/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1904913057/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1904913057/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1904913057/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1904913057/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2423909975-posted-on-2009-04-24.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-04-24T15:46:35Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language></item><item><title>Tout est à nous. Nous sommes atouts.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/129a8b09/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C24163286930ETout0Eest0Ea0Enous0ENous0Esommes0Eatouts0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>"C'est une étrange prétention des hommes que de vouloir que l'amour conduise quelque part." [Victor Hugo, Les Misérables]&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/129a8b09/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/312118025/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/312118025/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/312118025/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/312118025/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2416328693-Tout-est-a-nous-Nous-sommes-atouts.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-04-19T17:09:31Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2416328693-Tout-est-a-nous-Nous-sommes-atouts.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2416328693.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> &quot;C&#039;est une étrange prétention des hommes que de vouloir que l&#039;amour conduise quelque part.&quot; [Victor Hugo, Les Misérables]</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>367 . Puisque Monsieur Hugo le dit si bien...</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/42f65706/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C239822960A30E3670EPuisque0EMonsieur0EHugo0Ele0Edit0Esi0Ebien0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>-------------On a tant abusé du regard dans les romans d'amour qu'on a fini par le déconsidérer. -------------C'est à peine si l'on ose dire maintenant que deux êtres...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/42f65706/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1123440390/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1123440390/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1123440390/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1123440390/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2398229603-367-Puisque-Monsieur-Hugo-le-dit-si-bien.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-04-08T20:02:49Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2398229603-367-Puisque-Monsieur-Hugo-le-dit-si-bien.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2398229603.1.gif" alt="" /></a> -------------On a tant abusé du regard dans les romans d&#039;amour qu&#039;on a fini par le déconsidérer. -------------C&#039;est à peine si l&#039;on ose dire maintenant que deux êtres...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>366</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1316e013/l/0Lbordelorganise0Bskyrock0N0C238487430A30E3660Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Féerie pour une autre fois. Tired song - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - O please! Qui ne rêve pas de prince et de princesse? Presque vingt ans...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1316e013/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/320266259/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/320266259/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/320266259/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/320266259/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2384874303-366.html</guid><dc:creator>bordelorganise</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-04-01T16:26:03Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://bordelorganise.skyrock.com/2384874303-366.html"><img align="left" src="http://51.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/bordelorganise.20694551.2384874303.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> Féerie pour une autre fois. Tired song - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - O please! Qui ne rêve pas de prince et de princesse? Presque vingt ans...</p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>
