<?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-8030595369926324424</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:12:19.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus Momentos...</title><subtitle type='html'>♥*♥*´¨)Esses Momentos Sempre Deixam Marcas... As Vezez bons e outros Ruins... Eles Sempre Ficam Gravado Na Sua Mente e No seu Coração. Independentemente Que Sejam Ruins Ou Bons... Ficam...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-7892616941800261848</id><published>2009-08-31T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T06:47:32.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ô Turminha Louca...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SpvT7x7hH5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z09W0WL4xO4/s1600-h/OgAAAPoVB5LlbCAd_82zAsvuNBkLt3_UQ3gUUvAsC6jXmT3OdVi2lNGpcmawvr5HeVU-eSJDjuOYN5JTgL1byXJ6M-QAm1T1UJ_LRhWKTsJeJNeBYlMaf6OUB8Mm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376123604165533586" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amo muito você minha amiga!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-4367866998187312828?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/4367866998187312828/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/francisca-s2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/4367866998187312828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/4367866998187312828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/francisca-s2.html' title='Francisca s2'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Shkt7Xj9phI/AAAAAAAAAFI/a3e5h74qZsc/s72-c/OgAAAGPxA-8SXrFIOpC6kguElHZ_xw6BwF8p988S5DwEw4poqWcITzM_r4haPurxxuPgkz3vkZS4opddHPvBlAttevsAm1T1UCgc_MNKLW4heviUA_JwKDvqsEqb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-4570862718308592190</id><published>2009-05-22T13:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T04:17:22.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixo livre!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShcNt9o-4DI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xCV50KWLAHw/s1600-h/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338750966562742322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShcNt9o-4DI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xCV50KWLAHw/s400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amo a liberdade, por isso deixo livre tudo que tenho...Se voltar é por que conquistei, se não voltarem ... é porque nunca possuí!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Essa frase fala tudo que eu penso!!!sobre deixar um amor sair da minha vida!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-4570862718308592190?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/4570862718308592190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/deixo-livre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/4570862718308592190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/4570862718308592190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/deixo-livre.html' title='Deixo livre!!!!'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShcNt9o-4DI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xCV50KWLAHw/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-4013895991477435818</id><published>2009-05-22T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:16:53.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fernanda...♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Shb3fRtexRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hwoo8DxuxFM/s1600-h/OgAAAMe-tee4OJSkUKGyS85R9iIYiQ1n2xvltKDgyM18f9mgON69Ueee1xFZtI7Go9RRvjtyKbcxTqK5pmvaw_t2SjAAm1T1UK_rjOcEhR3a7ohAy9aBOUi56YK0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338726524996470034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Shb3fRtexRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hwoo8DxuxFM/s400/OgAAAMe-tee4OJSkUKGyS85R9iIYiQ1n2xvltKDgyM18f9mgON69Ueee1xFZtI7Go9RRvjtyKbcxTqK5pmvaw_t2SjAAm1T1UK_rjOcEhR3a7ohAy9aBOUi56YK0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ah...Pra falar da feh de bem é claro! eu fico seim palavras!!!rsrrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gosto muito dessa flor!que xama fernanda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;conheci ela e logo agente passou ater uma amizade legal!ela tá longe mais sempre quando preciso ela mim ajuda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pra mim a amizade dela não é virtual é mais que real !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pra mim não importa a distância!!o que importa é a sua amizade!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Você permanecerá em minha vidinha sempre!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo Muito Você!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flor!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;             ...♥ ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-4013895991477435818?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/4013895991477435818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/fernanda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/4013895991477435818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/4013895991477435818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/fernanda.html' title='Fernanda...♥'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Shb3fRtexRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hwoo8DxuxFM/s72-c/OgAAAMe-tee4OJSkUKGyS85R9iIYiQ1n2xvltKDgyM18f9mgON69Ueee1xFZtI7Go9RRvjtyKbcxTqK5pmvaw_t2SjAAm1T1UK_rjOcEhR3a7ohAy9aBOUi56YK0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-7010215474847004622</id><published>2009-05-21T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:21:12.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu pequena!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShW05jsLKOI/AAAAAAAAAEo/BN7WxsS9WJw/s1600-h/OAAAAFavQHWb3c4xa0fkmKQKeHGR9F_wVUWX0AXuWA_1cL0ApBFy3Ngw71UpmS4zMLWecivxt7PkrLe_FU6M-xDbAt8Am1T1UAs89vJovgRaVskfmJe525kINgCJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShW1ljcbLZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/B0NAtdb78Q0/s1600-h/Zwyk6l4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338372590091840914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShW1ljcbLZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/B0NAtdb78Q0/s400/Zwyk6l4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olha !!!que menininha linda!!!eu amo ela muito, muito.!!rsrsr*() sou eu mesma gente só que bem pequena...Três meses de vida!nesse mundo maluco!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais agradeço muito aquela mãozinha que tá mim segurando  alír na fotinho!minha mãe que é tudo pra mim!e  até hoje ainda seguro a mão dela!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mãe te amo muito!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-7010215474847004622?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/7010215474847004622/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-pequena.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/7010215474847004622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/7010215474847004622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-pequena.html' title='Eu pequena!!!'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShW1ljcbLZI/AAAAAAAAAEw/B0NAtdb78Q0/s72-c/Zwyk6l4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-8928635410688380843</id><published>2009-05-21T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:03:15.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*()* O Tempo passa e um dia agente aprende!!! *()*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShWtZtUIaoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0vUBWXOGjDA/s1600-h/OAAAAGA060AFspmd4WBIIMkpo9wFqst4fDnzE52oWX9CivI6hK7AXmkCm7GlUyaNSHKKLEb-bqdIupmyGCru3Dg5CEEAm1T1UADCwQjjpgSgO03SJfxVZGBbpePY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338363590489959042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShWtZtUIaoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0vUBWXOGjDA/s400/OAAAAGA060AFspmd4WBIIMkpo9wFqst4fDnzE52oWX9CivI6hK7AXmkCm7GlUyaNSHKKLEb-bqdIupmyGCru3Dg5CEEAm1T1UADCwQjjpgSgO03SJfxVZGBbpePY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já fazia uns dia que eu núm postava nada!!!mais tô de volta!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje essa musica diz como estou realmente mim sentindo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charlie Brown Jr. - Senhor Do Tempo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O tempo passa e um dia a gente aprende, Hoje eu sei realmente o que faz a minha mente...&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo nesse mundo louco hoje só na brisa, Viver pra ser melhor também é jeito de levar a vida, O tempo passa e um dia a gente aprende, Hoje eu sei realmente o que faz a minha mente, Eu vi o tempo passar e pouca coisa mudar, Então tomei um caminho diferente, Tanta gente equivocada faz mal uso da palavra, Falam, falam o tempo todo mas não tem nada a dizer, Mas eu tenho santo forte é incrível a minha sorte, Agradeço todo tempo ter encontrado você!!!&lt;br /&gt;O tempo é rei, a vida é uma lição!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tem gente que reclama da vida o tempo todo, Mas a lei da vida é quem dita o fim do jogo!!&lt;br /&gt;TER VOCÊ MIM FAZ MUITO BEM... ESQUEÇO DAS PESSOAS QUE FALAM, FALAM SEIM NADA A DIZER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AMO VOCÊ!&lt;br /&gt;Na paz, na moral, na humildade busco só sabedoria, aprendendo todo dia me espelho em você! =]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-8928635410688380843?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/8928635410688380843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/ja-fazia-uns-dia-que-eu-num-postava.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/8928635410688380843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/8928635410688380843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/ja-fazia-uns-dia-que-eu-num-postava.html' title='*()* O Tempo passa e um dia agente aprende!!! *()*'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShWtZtUIaoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0vUBWXOGjDA/s72-c/OAAAAGA060AFspmd4WBIIMkpo9wFqst4fDnzE52oWX9CivI6hK7AXmkCm7GlUyaNSHKKLEb-bqdIupmyGCru3Dg5CEEAm1T1UADCwQjjpgSgO03SJfxVZGBbpePY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-4156863720553049836</id><published>2009-05-18T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:21:25.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helrry!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShHF7Dqf5xI/AAAAAAAAAEY/km_r4oVVC54/s1600-h/OgAAAI6ojc8htQvl-92zDSqc6v7eIbFkFPE-zSdbWlwzeQQAvA2kXsw6mlCzRVtx-0Nn0f7l561UNs2a0wQyhtR6exUAm1T1UGgKVtOokRbZoKQ01H6hpFaawXsq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337264651797260050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShHF7Dqf5xI/AAAAAAAAAEY/km_r4oVVC54/s400/OgAAAI6ojc8htQvl-92zDSqc6v7eIbFkFPE-zSdbWlwzeQQAvA2kXsw6mlCzRVtx-0Nn0f7l561UNs2a0wQyhtR6exUAm1T1UGgKVtOokRbZoKQ01H6hpFaawXsq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;  Já passamos muitos momentos juntos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lembro quando agente estudava  junto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cada dia que se  passava ficava registrado no  meu coraçãozinho!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Que Sempre ficava feliz porque ia tiver no dia seguinte!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Quando Ele faltava á aula eu ficava mim perguntando porque será que ele &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;núm veio hoje!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;acabava ficando triste por não vê-lo!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Na manhã seguinte, ele lá estava mim dando aquele sorriso, numa triste manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mim  devolvendo colorido da vida!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Te amo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Amigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-4156863720553049836?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/4156863720553049836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/helrry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/4156863720553049836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/4156863720553049836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/helrry.html' title='Helrry!!!'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/ShHF7Dqf5xI/AAAAAAAAAEY/km_r4oVVC54/s72-c/OgAAAI6ojc8htQvl-92zDSqc6v7eIbFkFPE-zSdbWlwzeQQAvA2kXsw6mlCzRVtx-0Nn0f7l561UNs2a0wQyhtR6exUAm1T1UGgKVtOokRbZoKQ01H6hpFaawXsq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-5768390050719998423</id><published>2009-05-14T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:51:13.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus tristes pensamento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgxxWJ9OQ6I/AAAAAAAAADw/Gh8ll3od8co/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335764283970962338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 453px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 428px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgxxWJ9OQ6I/AAAAAAAAADw/Gh8ll3od8co/s400/30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;   Cazuza disse um dia: “Não adianta desperdiçar sofrimento por quem não merece. É como escrever poemas no papel higiênico e limpar  a bunda com os sentimentos mais nobres.”(desculpar por essa palavra mais foi a unica forma que eu vir pra mim expressar melhor) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;    Gostaria de me sentir especial, de me sentir útil e importante para alguém,ter alguém que sempre me chamasse quando precisasse e que não me negasse ajuda sempre que estivesse incompreensível, não consigo explicar ,mas não estou bem !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;    Gostaria de alguém que pelo menos uma vez na vida me colocasse em primeiro lugar, não estou dizendo que deveria deixar de fazer nada por mim, mas sim que me assumisse independentemente do que os outros dissessem,que não duvidasse de mim nem tão pouco da minha palavra,que não duvidasse do que sinto, nem das coisas que mais preso neste mundo,que um olhar fosse suficiente pra uma explicação...Que não me acusasse por coisas que não fiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;    A realidade pode ser vista de uma forma mais alegre desengane-se,a realidade é cruel, tudo o que de bom se vê é uma ilusão.Eu própria admito que prefiro viver nesse sonho, no “meu mundinho”,pois enquanto estou lá posso sentir um pouco da felicidade ainda que irreal.Para mim o sonhar ainda vale à pena, mesmo sabendo que no instante seguinte vou acordar... Enquanto não acordo...Sou feliz.Queria tanto entender o mistério....Não entendo Porque não posso ser amada na mesma intensidade...Que eu amo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-5768390050719998423?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5768390050719998423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/meus-tristes-pensamento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/5768390050719998423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/5768390050719998423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/meus-tristes-pensamento.html' title='Meus tristes pensamento...'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgxxWJ9OQ6I/AAAAAAAAADw/Gh8ll3od8co/s72-c/30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-1652736710489105087</id><published>2009-05-14T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:17:12.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Já quase morri de amor, mais renaci novamente....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgxdFcyxbdI/AAAAAAAAADo/Vt2bcsu1sHM/s1600-h/OgAAAA5V6ivaTXrJCYLyZtyonNiBrOHfiqNrfAdvZxxS7cxyyESAAuI_rr7VjJfK4fnB5jC6GISLHIZnH4s9kGWJc0gAm1T1UCgUGqe1hOJy-z_rutUoU_uOmO5T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335742006737071570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgxdFcyxbdI/AAAAAAAAADo/Vt2bcsu1sHM/s400/OgAAAA5V6ivaTXrJCYLyZtyonNiBrOHfiqNrfAdvZxxS7cxyyESAAuI_rr7VjJfK4fnB5jC6GISLHIZnH4s9kGWJc0gAm1T1UCgUGqe1hOJy-z_rutUoU_uOmO5T.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;já conversei com o espelho, e até já brinquei de ser bruxa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Já tentei esquecer algumas pessoas, mas descobri que essas são as mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;dificeis de se esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;Já fiz juras eternas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;já chorei sentada no chão do banheiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Já corri prá não deixar alguém chorando, já fiquei sozinha no meio de mil pessoas sentindo falta de uma só. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;já olhei a cidade de cima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; e mesmo assim não encontrei meu lugar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já senti medo do escuro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;já quase morri de amor, mas renasci novamente prá ver o sorriso de alguém especial. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;já chorei por ver amigos partindo, mas descobri que logo chegam novos, e a vida é mesmo um ir e vir sem razão. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"_Qual sua experiência?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" Essa pergunta ecoa no meu cérebro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "_experiência...experiência..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Será que ser "plantadora de sorrisos" é uma boa experiência?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Não!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Talvez eles não saibam ainda colher sonhos!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-1652736710489105087?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/1652736710489105087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/ja-quase-morri-de-amor-mais-renaci.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/1652736710489105087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/1652736710489105087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/ja-quase-morri-de-amor-mais-renaci.html' title='Já quase morri de amor, mais renaci novamente....'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgxdFcyxbdI/AAAAAAAAADo/Vt2bcsu1sHM/s72-c/OgAAAA5V6ivaTXrJCYLyZtyonNiBrOHfiqNrfAdvZxxS7cxyyESAAuI_rr7VjJfK4fnB5jC6GISLHIZnH4s9kGWJc0gAm1T1UCgUGqe1hOJy-z_rutUoU_uOmO5T.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-7415251436584552965</id><published>2009-05-13T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:49:46.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por quer é tão dificil expressar o seu sentemento....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sgs_OtS7i8I/AAAAAAAAADg/s_Ro-03R5Qo/s1600-h/OgAAAFKohOxPVBye0qbhnOGpxSnE8-iNOzz6sRQQ-W5XUYPkagBdONqr0FlufvitCQbSI6VpPk-dN8SFHcsdrvKDb3oAm1T1UJsxrC7IGqyYmM_EM8SkyAKjty4q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335427705460198338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sgs_OtS7i8I/AAAAAAAAADg/s_Ro-03R5Qo/s400/OgAAAFKohOxPVBye0qbhnOGpxSnE8-iNOzz6sRQQ-W5XUYPkagBdONqr0FlufvitCQbSI6VpPk-dN8SFHcsdrvKDb3oAm1T1UJsxrC7IGqyYmM_EM8SkyAKjty4q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sgs-yY1reuI/AAAAAAAAADY/al4BLh_upQ4/s1600-h/OgAAAFKohOxPVBye0qbhnOGpxSnE8-iNOzz6sRQQ-W5XUYPkagBdONqr0FlufvitCQbSI6VpPk-dN8SFHcsdrvKDb3oAm1T1UJsxrC7IGqyYmM_EM8SkyAKjty4q.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que é tão difícil pra você expressar um pouquinho de amor por mim? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não sei, ás vezes parece que você não gosta de mim da mesma forma que eu gosto de você, da mesma forma que me preocupo com você. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que sempre uma parte tem que amar mais que a outra. Sei que o que temos ainda é muito recente, nos vimos poucas vezes, mas porque você demonstra que quer algo comigo se é tão seco. Ás vezes sua calma toda me deixa irritada. Eu quero te ver, mas você nunca tem tempo pra mim. Por que as coisas têm que ser assim?Queria tanto te abraçar e te beijar, mas parece que o universo está contra nós. Quando você pode, eu não posso. Quando eu estou livre, é você quem tem compromissos. Eu queria viver com você, mas do que adianta eu querer tanto e nunca conseguir nada.Eu apenas precisava que você se dedicasse mais. Se mostrasse mais amável. Você está sempre tão distante mesmo que esteja bem na minha frente.Mas o que eu posso fazer se gosto de você. O que queria mesmo é que entendesse o meu lado, entendesse que eu não sou igual a você.Eu me preocupo demais, eu amo demais, eu sou boba demais, chata demais, ciumenta demais, me irrito, choro sozinha, tenho manias insuportáveis, falo alto demais, sempre acho defeito em tudo, falo besteiras, sou impulsiva, falo o que me vem na cabeça doa a quem doer, sou intrometida. Será que você me quer deste jeito?Estou abrindo o jogo sobre o que sinto e queria muito que você fizesse o mesmo. Sei que sou muito precipitada, mas se gosto é de verdade e pra valer. Só queria que você demonstrasse o mesmo. Por hora, tenho que me conformar com as coisas do jeito que elas são. Não adianta eu me atormentar e me preocupar. Sei que o que tiver que ser será... Saiba apenas que é de você que eu gosto. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que estiver ao meu alcance eu vou fazer para que estejamos sempre juntos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Te amo mesmo que você ainda não enxergue isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-7415251436584552965?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/7415251436584552965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/por-que-e-tao-dificil-pra-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/7415251436584552965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/7415251436584552965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/por-que-e-tao-dificil-pra-voce.html' title='Por quer é tão dificil expressar o seu sentemento....'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sgs_OtS7i8I/AAAAAAAAADg/s_Ro-03R5Qo/s72-c/OgAAAFKohOxPVBye0qbhnOGpxSnE8-iNOzz6sRQQ-W5XUYPkagBdONqr0FlufvitCQbSI6VpPk-dN8SFHcsdrvKDb3oAm1T1UJsxrC7IGqyYmM_EM8SkyAKjty4q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-8367061174458309895</id><published>2009-05-13T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:21:31.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te Amo Meu Amigo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sgs5nYsEsWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZIiQyD-GDcw/s1600-h/tristeza_2898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335421532355473762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sgs5nYsEsWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZIiQyD-GDcw/s400/tristeza_2898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Passei por você naquela tarde e você nem me olhou. Fiquei calada e senti que meu dia estava terminado naquele instante. Talvez minha vida tenha acabado quando eu te vi com sua nova amiga ou namorada. Eu não poderia lhe falar nada porque você nem sabe ao menos de meus sentimentos. Pra você eu sou apenas uma grande amiga, uma irmã de coração. Você não imagina que pra mim não é apenas um amigo. É algo muito mais importante. Não imagina que eu passo noites e noites pensando em uma forma de lhe dizer o que sinto por você. Sei que será compreensivo comigo ao saber de toda a verdade, mas também sei que não tenho chance alguma de te conquistar porque pra você eu sou apenas a sua melhor amiga, sua confidente. Por mais que eu tente fazer com que você veja apenas defeitos em outras garotas, você acaba se apaixonando por elas e não por mim. Não sei como você não consegue ver a minha beleza. Somos amigos há tanto tempo e você deve pensar que eu não sirvo pra ser sua namorada. Tenho medo de te perder e você acabar se esquecendo de mim...Não quero que esta declaração seja em vão, mesmo que isso seja inevitável de acontecer. Algum dia sem pensar, você vai lembrar de mim. E em seu interior vai sentir o amor que um dia eu tentei te dar... Talvez esse dia seja tarde demais, mas eu tenho esperança de que um dia... Você acorde e perceba que eu nunca fui sua amiga. Perceba que eu sempre te amei...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra sempre vou te amar!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-8367061174458309895?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/8367061174458309895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-amo-meu-amigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/8367061174458309895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-935160896143356282</id><published>2009-05-13T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:50:49.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~*Porque só vivo pensando em você??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgsvSccRL4I/AAAAAAAAADI/RXY6nT2Ss9w/s1600-h/2438018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335410177469394818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 468px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgsvSccRL4I/AAAAAAAAADI/RXY6nT2Ss9w/s400/2438018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Estava satisfeito só em ser teu amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mas o que será, que aconteceu comigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Aonde foi que eu errei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Às vezes me pergunto se eu não entendi errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Grande amizade com estar apaixonado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Se for só isso logo vai passar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mas quando toca o telefone será você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O que eu estiver fazendo eu paro de fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E se fica muito tempo sem me ligar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Arranjo uma desculpa pra te procurar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Que tolo mas eu não consigo evitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Porque eu só vivo pensando em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;É sem querer, você não sai da minha cabeça mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eu só vivo acordado a sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Imaginar nós dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Às vezes penso ser um sonho impossível&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Uma ilusão terrível será?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eu já pedi tanto em oração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Que as portas do seu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Se abrissem para eu te conquistar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mas que seja feita a vontade de Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Se Ele quiser então, não importa quando, onde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Como eu vou ter o teu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Faço tudo pra chamar sua atenção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;De vez em quando eu meto os pés pelas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Engulo a seco um ciúme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quando outro apaixonado quer tirar de mim sua atenção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Coração apaixonado é bobo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sorriso teu eu me derreto todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O seu charme o seu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sua fala mansa me faz delirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mas quanta coisa aconteceu e foi dita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Qualquer mínimo detalhe era pista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Coisas que ficaram para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Coisas que você enim lembrar mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mas eu guardo tudo aqui no meu peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tanto tempo estudando seu jeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tanto tempo esperando uma chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sonho tanto com esse romance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Agora Você é  mais que meu amigo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;È o Meu LOVE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-935160896143356282?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/935160896143356282/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/porque-so-vivo-pensando-em-voce.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/935160896143356282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/935160896143356282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/porque-so-vivo-pensando-em-voce.html' title='~~*Porque só vivo pensando em você??'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgsvSccRL4I/AAAAAAAAADI/RXY6nT2Ss9w/s72-c/2438018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-4205306903838384435</id><published>2009-05-13T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:22:51.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te amo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgsqT-EaKpI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZwXsJVb9n5s/s1600-h/recados-te-amo-orkut033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335404706117855890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgsqT-EaKpI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZwXsJVb9n5s/s400/recados-te-amo-orkut033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amore...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu Núm existe longe de você a solidão é o pior castigo!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conto as  horas pra poder te ver... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais o relogio táh de mal comigo!!!porq?porq?...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O tempo é muito lento para os que esperam, muito rápido para os que têm medo, muito longo para os que lamentam, muito curto para os que festejam. Mas, para os que amam, o tempo é eternidade".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-4205306903838384435?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/4205306903838384435/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/4205306903838384435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/4205306903838384435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/te-amo.html' title='Te amo...'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgsqT-EaKpI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZwXsJVb9n5s/s72-c/recados-te-amo-orkut033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-2072564766531504810</id><published>2009-05-13T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:05:38.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor é pra sentir não pra entender...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgskU9d6C9I/AAAAAAAAAC4/F-BHBLBqN9Y/s1600-h/hfhghgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335398126066469842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgskU9d6C9I/AAAAAAAAAC4/F-BHBLBqN9Y/s400/hfhghgh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não existe amor perfeito, se o coração não é perfeito. Amor não se pesa, não se mede, não se avalia. Não se dá, não se perde, não se rouba. O amor sozinho é suficiente a si mesmo. O que nos resta é a nossa capacidade para entendê-lo, acolhê-lo e tomarmos conta dele sem que possamos alterá-lo na nossa vida de alguma forma. O amor se oferece a nós gratuitamente, como todo dom. Mas questionamos sempre.E tropeçamos nas nossas pernas tentando moldá-lo ao nosso jeito, à nossa visão, à nossa vontade como se ele fosse uma coisa qualquer que pudesse ser modificada. Somos pequenos e o amor é grande; somos pequenininhos e o amor é imenso, rico, cheio de mistérios e felicidades que nem podemos imaginar que existam. E perdemos o amor porque perdemos a razão dele. Perdemos, porque perdemos o senso de nos contentar com o que ele pode nos oferecer. Perdemos, porque exigimos demais, cobramos demais, sufocamos demais.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;     Ser feliz no amor é guardar a capacidade de vê-lo feliz. Se fazemos dos nossos braços uma prisão em nome do amor, a quem fazemos feliz? Com nossa insaciável sede de querer ter sempre mais do que a vida nos oferece acabamos sem nada, porque não soubemos valorizar o pouco, mas verdadeiro, que recebemos. Jogamos fora com nossas mãos o que nelas foi colocado para ser bênção.E tudo isso porque somos humanos, seres feridos e cheios de cicatrizes, sangrados e machucados pelos percalços da vida. Mas quando a gente ama muito uma pessoa precisa aprender a deixar a própria dor de lado de vez em quando para estar do lado da pessoa que a gente ama, principalmente se sabemos que essa pessoa está ferida também. E não é bom questionar o amor, mas vivê-lo; porque o amor em si, mesmo imperfeito, já é um presente sem preço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Essa musica amo muito!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Amor é pra sentir não pra entender!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Não sei por que te quero assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Você de mim faz o que quer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Às vezes juro que é afim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;E outras que não é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Já tentei por vezes te esquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;E outra boca quis beijar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Eu te evito mas quero te ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dá raiva de te amar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Não, eu não posso mais ficar assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Esperando a sua crise ter um fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Rezando pra você voltar atrás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Falta coragem pra dizer que nunca mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Sou culpado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Estou amarrado em suas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Quanta saudade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Quando o teu corpo toca o meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Como eu queria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;O fim das crises do teu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Quem sabe um dia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;A sua vontade seja eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Sou culpado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Me dei todo e você desfaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Quanta saudade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Minha recompensa é você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Como eu queria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Concordar com tudo que me faz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;(Quem sabe um dia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Eu até consiga te esquecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Amor é pra sentir, não pra entender"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-2072564766531504810?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/2072564766531504810/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/amor-e-pra-sentir-nao-pra-entender.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/2072564766531504810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-196735458389471917</id><published>2009-05-13T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:43:40.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha Amiga**Káh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sgshtp3114I/AAAAAAAAACo/P4Iv4-i_9gk/s1600-h/OgAAACZe5Y6-T0tVtgeubcHcXgycEePeKcOhoSYmCN7TrdnNnmW2VBeApOxtgz-BYU74LBA6uOOYznTCCK_gkMPest4Am1T1UF4XiOzcNBqvjGaT6VXQVGvvtxrz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335395251768383362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sgshtp3114I/AAAAAAAAACo/P4Iv4-i_9gk/s400/OgAAACZe5Y6-T0tVtgeubcHcXgycEePeKcOhoSYmCN7TrdnNnmW2VBeApOxtgz-BYU74LBA6uOOYznTCCK_gkMPest4Am1T1UF4XiOzcNBqvjGaT6VXQVGvvtxrz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Essa fotinha agente ainda tava comemorando meu niver!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pra alguns a káh é  apenas uma pequena !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais pra mim ela é grande ...como minha amiga!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo muito essa grande amiga!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ocê Sempre tará no meu &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s2 kák&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgscVbMbmOI/AAAAAAAAACg/Bz_w-2a_wwI/s1600-h/OgAAAEkqm2h7RhXc8wpsvoiuOvrCy8gnqeLdIHMBDItwtfabBB-xcSuGJHWK7ecEYHRfAX7GAVqYV9wqZUMicgLNFPUAm1T1UK5zJX2mbQ-8rmA98S428kwGVo7B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335389337953212642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SgscVbMbmOI/AAAAAAAAACg/Bz_w-2a_wwI/s400/OgAAAEkqm2h7RhXc8wpsvoiuOvrCy8gnqeLdIHMBDItwtfabBB-xcSuGJHWK7ecEYHRfAX7GAVqYV9wqZUMicgLNFPUAm1T1UK5zJX2mbQ-8rmA98S428kwGVo7B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Narinha, Máh, Káh e Eu....rsrrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Minhas miguxas mim fizeram muito feliz nesse dia!!!(06.05.2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Só de tá perto delas...já é uma enorme alegria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sabe...quando tudo parece tá perdido elas aparecem!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pra minha felicidades tenho elas;;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amo muito vocês...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brigado Por Vocês estarem na minha vida!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Por Que Perto  De Mim Tenho Pessoas Que Gostam Muito De Mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Isso Pra Mim é o Bastante!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;AmOO TodOOs Eles!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;E Quero Alguns Dessas Pessoas Perto De mim nesse Dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Sei Que não Podem Ser Todos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Mais Alguns Sei que Vam Táh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Aqui Fica Registrado Que Hoje ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Tô Mais Que Feliz......=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-5594343125330507580?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5594343125330507580/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/05/feliz-demais-com-mais-um-ano-de-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sf86U0nIFLI/AAAAAAAAACI/yf8zqTJjLD4/s400/OgAAAIsLkcLnIwVw4jF3S_GHAd3o3PLwjJ2BiRL91LrJZhdwfxY5J-BiKHpJCYOc0DpqxDsyRW9Zt3nALcxjHt7nftoAm1T1UJsOBejphDzJIu_zOSAExCcD-55s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando as coisas acontecem, ela simplesmente tem que acontecer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim foi a minha historia com Esse Garoto Chamado Bruno Prado !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Encontrei ele e logo adicionei a minha lista de amigos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais ñ foi como amigo que Ele permaneceu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E sim como o Amor da minha vida...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E ai Aparte dai começou a Historia De Um Grande Amor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que para muitos virtual, mais pra mim Real...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Me assusta pensar que depois de nossas idas e vindas a sensação que tenho é de te conhecer-lo há 10 e amar há 20 anos srsrs . Um amor que sem nenhuma pretensão passou a envolver tantas pessoas que torciam ou ainda torcem por nós dois, o que me faz sentir que era a mocinha de alguma novela das 9.Ele entrou na minha vida e lentamente se apossou do meu amor… me fez sentir paixão, alegria, medo e a dor da sua ausência... Hoje sua presença. Já não é muito constante em minha vida ! O amo muito mesmo não é só momento! No teclado escrevia meus sentimentos. No enter transmitia meu coração. Na mente arquivava seu semblante No coração guardava todo o meu carinho,Para lhe dar um dia ...Além do virtual...todo meu amor!...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais Alguns problemas pra ele falou mais alto e nós acabamos...eu não tive outra opinão !!!Só aceitar ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora ele estar tentando sua vida com outra pessoa...e espero que ele tenha muita sorte com ela...pois sou do Tipo que gosto de ver as pessoas que eu amo feliz embora elas não possam ficar ao meu lado.sempre vai ficar gravado na minha e no meu coração seu jeito de TC comigo!sua forma de expressar aquele amor que falou um dia sentir por mim...e por fim o amor que sinto ainda existe....em mim!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo ele muito ...Embora não Tenha Conhecido pessoalmente....Mais Vivi Com Ele 1 ano e três Meses...esse tempo foi o bastante para conhece lo um pouco...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais fica aqui registrado que ele&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;e muito importante pra mim !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-5653630855049018029?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sf86U0nIFLI/AAAAAAAAACI/yf8zqTJjLD4/s72-c/OgAAAIsLkcLnIwVw4jF3S_GHAd3o3PLwjJ2BiRL91LrJZhdwfxY5J-BiKHpJCYOc0DpqxDsyRW9Zt3nALcxjHt7nftoAm1T1UJsOBejphDzJIu_zOSAExCcD-55s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-8641687120577296411</id><published>2009-04-29T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:55:15.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensa Em Mim Que Eu Tô Pensando Em Você!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfinWgZdL1I/AAAAAAAAACA/mMYtKZDFOHE/s1600-h/luana+heim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330194164088647506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfinWgZdL1I/AAAAAAAAACA/mMYtKZDFOHE/s400/luana+heim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Inspiração dos meus sonhos não quero acordar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quero ficar só contigo não vou poder voar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por que parar pra refletir se meu reflexo é você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aprendendo uma só vida, compartilhando prazer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por que parece que na hora eu não vou agüentar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se eu sempre tive força e nunca parei de lutar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como num filme, no final tudo vai dar certo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quem foi que disse que pra tá junto precisa tá perto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pensa em mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu tô pensando em você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E me dizO que eu quero te dizer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vem pra cá, pra eu ver que juntos estamos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E te falarMais uma vez que te amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O tempo que passamos juntos vai ficar pra sempre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intimidades, brincadeiras, só a gente entende&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra quem fala que namorar é perder tempo eu digo:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há muito tempo eu não crescia o que eu cresci contigo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juntos no balanço da rede, sob o céu estrelado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sempre acontece, o tempo pára quando eu tô do seu lado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A noite chega eu fecho os olhos e é você que eu vejo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como eu queria estar contigo eu paro e faço um desejo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pensa em mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que eu tô pensando em você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E me dizO que eu quero te dizer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vem pra cá, pra eu ver que juntos estamos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E te falarMais uma vez que te amo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Mais uma vez que te amo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Darvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Amo Essa Musica!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mim Faz Lembrar De Alguém Muito Especial....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Que Sempre Vai Estár Na Minha Mente e No Meu Coração!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pra Sempre!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Te Amo ...(B.P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-8641687120577296411?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/8641687120577296411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/pensa-em-mim-que-eu-to-pensando-em-voce.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/8641687120577296411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/8641687120577296411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/pensa-em-mim-que-eu-to-pensando-em-voce.html' title='Pensa Em Mim Que Eu Tô Pensando Em Você!!'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfinWgZdL1I/AAAAAAAAACA/mMYtKZDFOHE/s72-c/luana+heim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-2922412341756037857</id><published>2009-04-29T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:04:33.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema Da Noite!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfikJZGFHFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/e-qnmhHRFos/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330190640255147090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfikJZGFHFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/e-qnmhHRFos/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Já chorei vendo fotos e ouvindo musica;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Já liguei só para ouvir uma voz;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Me apaixonei por um sorriso;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Já pensei que fosse morrer de saudade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E tive medo de perder alguém especial... (e acabei perdendo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Já pulei e gritei de tanta felicidade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Já vivi de amor e fiz muitas juras eternas... "quebrei a cara muitas vezes!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Já abracei para proteger;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Já dei risadas quando não podia;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Já fiz amigos eternos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Amei e fui amado;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Mas também já fui rejeitado;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Fui amado e não amei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Charles_Chaplin/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charles Chaplin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*Eu Já Amei Muito E Não Fui Amada!!=[ ...Mais Hoje Vejo Que Cada Minuto Que Passa Sejem Bom Ou Ruim Tem Um Propósito! Agora O Meu é Viver Cada Minuto Da Minha Vida Como Se O Mundo Fosse Acabar Amanhã!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sfij7uPecRI/AAAAAAAAABw/DHrWtEZKTs8/s1600-h/OgAAAA5V6ivaTXrJCYLyZtyonNiBrOHfiqNrfAdvZxxS7cxyyESAAuI_rr7VjJfK4fnB5jC6GISLHIZnH4s9kGWJc0gAm1T1UCgUGqe1hOJy-z_rutUoU_uOmO5T.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-2922412341756037857?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/2922412341756037857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/poema-da-noite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/2922412341756037857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/2922412341756037857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/poema-da-noite.html' title='Poema Da Noite!!'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfikJZGFHFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/e-qnmhHRFos/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-2674513502373272821</id><published>2009-04-23T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:30:00.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Depois De Um Tempo Você Aprende ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfEDr5szLGI/AAAAAAAAABo/fc9-HlLlavA/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328043886913989730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfEDr5szLGI/AAAAAAAAABo/fc9-HlLlavA/s400/sem%2Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Depois de algum tempo você aprende a diferença, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sútil&lt;/span&gt; diferença, entre dar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a mão&lt;/span&gt; e acorrentar uma alma. E você aprende que amar não significa apoiar-se, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eque&lt;/span&gt; companhia nem sempre significa segurança. E começa a aprender que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;beijos não&lt;/span&gt; são contratos e presentes, não são promessas. E começa a aceitar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;suas derrotas&lt;/span&gt; com a cabeça erguida e olhos adiante, com a graça de um adulto e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;não com&lt;/span&gt; a tristeza de uma criança.&lt;br /&gt;E aprende a construir todas as suas estradas no hoje, porque o terreno do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;amanhã é&lt;/span&gt; incerto demais para os planos, e o futuro tem o costume de cair em meio ao vão.Depois de um tempo você aprende que o sol queima se fixar exposto por &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;muito tempo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;E aprende que não importa o quanto você se importe, algumas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pessoas simplesmente&lt;/span&gt; não se importam...&lt;br /&gt;E aceita que não importa quão boa seja uma pessoa, ela vai feri-lo de vez &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;em quando&lt;/span&gt; e você precisa perdoá-la por isso.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que falar pode aliviar dores emocionais.&lt;br /&gt;Descobre que leva-se anos para construir confiança e apenas segundos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;para destruí&lt;/span&gt;-las, e que você pode fazer coisas em um instante, das quais se &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;arrependerá pelo&lt;/span&gt; resto da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que verdadeiras amizades continuam a crescer mesmo a longas distâncias.&lt;br /&gt;E o que importa não é o que você tem na vida, mas quem você tem na vida.&lt;br /&gt;E que bons amigos são a família que nos permitiram escolher...&lt;br /&gt;Descobre que as pessoas com quem você mais se importa na vida são tomadas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;de você&lt;/span&gt; muito depressa , por isso, sempre devemos deixar as pessoas que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;amamos com&lt;/span&gt; palavras amorosas...&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que as circunstâncias e os ambientes tem influência sobre nós, mas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nós somos&lt;/span&gt; responsáveis por nós mesmos.&lt;br /&gt;Começa a aprender que não se &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;deve comparar&lt;/span&gt; com os outros, mas com o melhor que pode ser.&lt;br /&gt;Descobre que se leva muito tempo para se tornar a pessoa que quer ser, e que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;o tempo&lt;/span&gt; é curto. Aprende que não importa onde já chegou, mas onde está indo, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;más &lt;/span&gt; você não sabe para onde está indo, qualquer lugar serve.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que, ou você controla seus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;atos&lt;/span&gt; ou eles o controlarão, e que ser &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;flexível não&lt;/span&gt; significa ser fraco ou não ter personalidade, pois não importa quão delicada &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;e frágil&lt;/span&gt; seja a situação, sempre existem dois lados.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que paciência requer muita prática. Descobre que algumas vezes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;a pessoa&lt;/span&gt; que você espera que o chute quando você cai, é uma das poucas que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;o ajuda&lt;/span&gt; a levantar-se.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que maturidade tem mais a ver com os tipos de experiência que se teve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;e o&lt;/span&gt; que você aprendeu com elas, do que com quantos aniversários você celebrou.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que há mais dos seus pais em você do que você supunha...&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que quando está com raiva tem o direito de estar com raiva, mas isso &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;não te&lt;/span&gt; dá o direito de ser cruel.&lt;br /&gt;Descobre que só porque alguém não o ama do jeito que você quer que ame, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;não significa&lt;/span&gt; que esse alguém não o ama com tudo o que pode, pois existem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;pessoas que&lt;/span&gt; nos amam, mas simplesmente não sabem como demonstrar.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que nem sempre é suficiente ser perdoado por alguém, algumas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;vezes você&lt;/span&gt; tem que aprender a perdoar-se a si mesmo. Aprende que com a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;mesma severidade&lt;/span&gt; com que julga, você será em algum momento condenado.&lt;br /&gt;Aprende que não importa em quantos pedaços seu coração foi partido, o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;mundo não&lt;/span&gt; pára para que você o conserte. Aprende que o tempo não é algo que&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;  possa &lt;/span&gt;esperar que alguém &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;lhe traga&lt;/span&gt; flores. E você aprende que realmente pode suportar... que realmente é forte,e que pode ir muito mais longe depois de pensar que não pode mais. E &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;que realmente&lt;/span&gt; a vida tem valor e que você tem valor diante da vida.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Willian&lt;/span&gt; Shakespeare)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-2674513502373272821?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/2674513502373272821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/depois-de-um-tempo-voce-aprende.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/2674513502373272821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/2674513502373272821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/depois-de-um-tempo-voce-aprende.html' title='*Depois De Um Tempo Você Aprende ...'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfEDr5szLGI/AAAAAAAAABo/fc9-HlLlavA/s72-c/sem%2Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-5924230108567746524</id><published>2009-04-23T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:19:43.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*:* Saudade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfCuFGhWsII/AAAAAAAAABg/JI3GLbtll2Q/s1600-h/tristeza_2898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327949761852387458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfCuFGhWsII/AAAAAAAAABg/JI3GLbtll2Q/s400/tristeza_2898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfCtzoHjF2I/AAAAAAAAABY/7C3RZIq9l5E/s1600-h/tristeza_2898.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Cada dia que passo sem sua presença...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Sou um presidiário cumprindo sentença.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Sou um velho diário jogado na areia esperando que vc me leia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Sou pista vazia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;esperano aviões...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Sem Você Meu Coração Ficar Apertadinho .... De Tanta saudade!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Mais Você é a SAudade Que Eu Gosto De Ter!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-5924230108567746524?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5924230108567746524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/5924230108567746524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/5924230108567746524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/saudade.html' title='*:* Saudade...'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfCuFGhWsII/AAAAAAAAABg/JI3GLbtll2Q/s72-c/tristeza_2898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-5929778765950013312</id><published>2009-04-23T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T10:26:27.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Claudinha... A Menina Da Lan House...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfCjDMbx9_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/9qibfbCFHgU/s1600-h/OQAAABEJxBPA8o04DlI-NxfZC98Pj2N3BqgOHYtXCmezAKCmderjC5GPpll5vzQRc2Q5GyUxZE7rUE6MQKL_1dXKoiQAm1T1UAtn5-4HSOF9H1sDxDfJUDDESx34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327937634451978226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfCjDMbx9_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/9qibfbCFHgU/s400/OQAAABEJxBPA8o04DlI-NxfZC98Pj2N3BqgOHYtXCmezAKCmderjC5GPpll5vzQRc2Q5GyUxZE7rUE6MQKL_1dXKoiQAm1T1UAtn5-4HSOF9H1sDxDfJUDDESx34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não Tenho Neim Palavras Pra Falar Quanto Ela Singnifica Pra Mim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aqui Só Foi Um Jeito De Mostrar Como A menina Da Lan House È Importante Pra mim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Agora Como Mais Que  Menina Da Lan House Minha Amiga Que AmOO Muito....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-5929778765950013312?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5929778765950013312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/claudinha-menina-da-lan-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/5929778765950013312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/5929778765950013312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/claudinha-menina-da-lan-house.html' title='*Claudinha... A Menina Da Lan House...'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/SfCjDMbx9_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/9qibfbCFHgU/s72-c/OQAAABEJxBPA8o04DlI-NxfZC98Pj2N3BqgOHYtXCmezAKCmderjC5GPpll5vzQRc2Q5GyUxZE7rUE6MQKL_1dXKoiQAm1T1UAtn5-4HSOF9H1sDxDfJUDDESx34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-5845141274896223979</id><published>2009-04-22T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:10:00.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdade Sempre...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Se-HL2B7JBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TRKeQTPkZ78/s1600-h/OgAAAEom8pLXmIy5V-LNCAOb6UAa1Zk7NG2Ob0S8kzk1ZSAeydm0RnzQpvKJj4ZspmmzrnEod1bZN4oAomVJjYK71YgAm1T1UC2PjbyC-KhIcoxpSGOTKaUFnNGa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327625521754481682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Se-HL2B7JBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TRKeQTPkZ78/s400/OgAAAEom8pLXmIy5V-LNCAOb6UAa1Zk7NG2Ob0S8kzk1ZSAeydm0RnzQpvKJj4ZspmmzrnEod1bZN4oAomVJjYK71YgAm1T1UC2PjbyC-KhIcoxpSGOTKaUFnNGa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Uma pessoa Na Sua Vida Que Sempre Diz Te Amo e Depois Deixa Você Só Na Saudade ... então é aí que você resolve ser mais feliz e cuidar mais da sua vida, sem se preocupar com o amanha, buscando sempre dar o melhor de si.Eu demorei, mas aprendi..Hoje eu aprendi que não preciso de ninguém pra eu ser feliz, aprendi que palavras são só palavras e que as pessoas hoje em dia dizem um EU TE AMO como se fosse um BOM DIA, pra que isso?Pra que tanta ilusão?Por que as pessoas já não são tão sinceras como antes?ou será que nunca foram?E é nesse ponto e por esse ponto que eu digo:Palavras são só palavras, só começam a valer quando comprovadas.Na verdade eu não preciso de muita coisa, eu quero mais que palavras, eu quero atitudes sinceras, além de amar, que entenda E chega um determinado tempo que você cansa de esperar por um gesto legal de.Se não for pra me fazer emoções verdadeiras, por favor não tire meus pés do chão com a única intenção de momentos, de coisas passageiras.&lt;br /&gt;Verdade sempre!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-5845141274896223979?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/5845141274896223979/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/verdade-sempre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/5845141274896223979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/5845141274896223979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/verdade-sempre.html' title='Verdade Sempre...'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Se-HL2B7JBI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TRKeQTPkZ78/s72-c/OgAAAEom8pLXmIy5V-LNCAOb6UAa1Zk7NG2Ob0S8kzk1ZSAeydm0RnzQpvKJj4ZspmmzrnEod1bZN4oAomVJjYK71YgAm1T1UC2PjbyC-KhIcoxpSGOTKaUFnNGa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8030595369926324424.post-1159195687967069501</id><published>2009-04-22T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T13:58:13.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esses Momentos São Unicos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Se-DY2Rg6gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3r9XS3_DTxw/s1600-h/OAAAACi8V1e8lIRcVN7-HJ1YelP3yEY-SSJHjn9iZYzc6nG02rJKj0MSt7CbofprDXziRzBFkzCZ7Vo3cbGijGfy7KAAm1T1UFiSufC6dnziWXrxOP0oZ0IDMGah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327621347111660034" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8030595369926324424-1159195687967069501?l=raylanesouza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/feeds/1159195687967069501/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/esses-momentos-sao-unicos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/1159195687967069501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8030595369926324424/posts/default/1159195687967069501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raylanesouza.blogspot.com/2009/04/esses-momentos-sao-unicos.html' title='Esses Momentos São Unicos...'/><author><name>Meu Momentos...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Sg8z7sdQNwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0eS7gfeTLco/S220/OAAAANcOIkK7Zxn-vah1g9SjI9MRl4MdvOdUDLvlt8oiV-QnLA9lLAjHpJ04AbvL63frhungX5zW4orb-S_bboq9beQAm1T1UPYlGls0ig70y_l41Hyy1m39Yaxb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EAxaJMoG7Z0/Se-DY2Rg6gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3r9XS3_DTxw/s72-c/OAAAACi8V1e8lIRcVN7-HJ1YelP3yEY-SSJHjn9iZYzc6nG02rJKj0MSt7CbofprDXziRzBFkzCZ7Vo3cbGijGfy7KAAm1T1UFiSufC6dnziWXrxOP0oZ0IDMGah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
