<?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-5043602119065838022</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:28:20.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lullyssinha</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-4507795351198434070</id><published>2010-02-28T12:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:05:37.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu te amo s2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5043602119065838022-4507795351198434070?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/4507795351198434070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-te-amo-s2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/4507795351198434070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/4507795351198434070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2010/02/eu-te-amo-s2.html' title=''/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-4577164195819179816</id><published>2010-01-28T03:44:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T03:57:20.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim da escola, mas não da AMIZADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2F61KWaFaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2Aq_awAeorM/s1600-h/IMG0053A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431757679315522978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2F61KWaFaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2Aq_awAeorM/s400/IMG0053A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vinicius, John, Yan (loirinho), Renan, Paulo (Boné da Volcom) *Esses são uns da nossa turma, mais que ficaram marcados e guardados com muito carinho dentro do meu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É infelizmente, o nosso ano de 8ª serie na escola rené chegou ao fim. lagrimas, risos, foram tantas emoções... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas não é por isso, que a nossa amizade chegue ao fim.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muito pelo contrário, aí que ela se fortalece cada dia mais.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo em colégios diferentes; a nossa turma 801 ano de 2009 na escola rené sempre será lembrada com muito carinho por mim, e tenho certeza que também será lembrada por todos que passaram por ela.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saudades de todos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Desejo a todos uma boa sorte nos caminhos que vão trilhar daqui pra frente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Amo todos vocês, de coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bjoooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&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/5043602119065838022-4577164195819179816?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/4577164195819179816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2010/01/fim-fa-escola-mas-nao-da-amizade_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/4577164195819179816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/4577164195819179816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2010/01/fim-fa-escola-mas-nao-da-amizade_28.html' title='Fim da escola, mas não da AMIZADE'/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2F61KWaFaI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2Aq_awAeorM/s72-c/IMG0053A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-2311906865150101468</id><published>2010-01-28T03:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T04:31:00.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luan Santana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2GDZXs6jEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zZciI2ule-A/s1600-h/Luan+Santana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431767097467898946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2GDZXs6jEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zZciI2ule-A/s400/Luan+Santana.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5043602119065838022-2311906865150101468?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/2311906865150101468/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2010/01/fim-fa-escola-mas-nao-da-amizade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/2311906865150101468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/2311906865150101468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2010/01/fim-fa-escola-mas-nao-da-amizade.html' title='Luan Santana'/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2GDZXs6jEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/zZciI2ule-A/s72-c/Luan+Santana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-8580983268210124734</id><published>2009-12-21T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:45:23.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SzAIi-GtGvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Jlrm6xlqi0s/s1600-h/choreeii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417839748606401266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SzAIi-GtGvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Jlrm6xlqi0s/s400/choreeii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Liiindo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/5043602119065838022-8580983268210124734?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/8580983268210124734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/12/liiindo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/8580983268210124734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/8580983268210124734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/12/liiindo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SzAIi-GtGvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Jlrm6xlqi0s/s72-c/choreeii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-7571802825522933484</id><published>2009-12-21T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:21:46.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/Sy_ml11wREI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1BWN4ozqi1Y/s1600-h/coracao-799851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417802414532084802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/Sy_ml11wREI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1BWN4ozqi1Y/s400/coracao-799851.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te Amo Demais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma confissão...Eu Te Amo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um Desejo... Estar Com Você&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um Voto... Tua Felicidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um Sonho... Ter Você Eternamente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um Objetivo... Ter Você Pra mim&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um Pedido.. Por Favor Me Ame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Um Lembrete... Te Amarei Sempre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo Isso Porque... Te Amo Demais&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/5043602119065838022-7571802825522933484?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/7571802825522933484/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/12/te-amo-demais-uma-confissao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/7571802825522933484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/7571802825522933484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/12/te-amo-demais-uma-confissao.html' title=''/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/Sy_ml11wREI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1BWN4ozqi1Y/s72-c/coracao-799851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-6939540337600457186</id><published>2009-11-29T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:50:07.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/Sx2UljKfO_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/W4X0oOs5XOo/s1600-h/coracao-ferido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412645699984505842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/Sx2UljKfO_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/W4X0oOs5XOo/s400/coracao-ferido.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pior coisa que pode acontecer é construir uma amizade, um amor, um carinho durante anos e ver aquilo tudo acabar, ser destruído. Esse ano a gente ta se separando, e como voce mesmo diz: "Talvez nunca mais nos veremos na vida" isso é muito triste [pelo menos pra mim]. Lucas eu só quero que você saiba que mesmo depois de tudo só quero desejar a você uma coisa: TODA A FELICIDADE DO MUNDO, por que quando nós amamos a pessoa de verdade nós queremos vê-las felizes. Vai la, a escolha é sua, a vida é sua, eu tentei, fiz de tudo. Hoje a única coisa que você me dá em troca é desprezo; pois saiba que eu não me incomodo com isso, eu vo levantar a cabeça e falar assim: "Eu te amo, e por isso fiz tudo o que fiz". Se você não me ouviu, eu só posso falar uma coisa: O pior surdo é aquele que não quer ouvir.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Luana Maciel)&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/5043602119065838022-6939540337600457186?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/6939540337600457186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/pior-coisa-que-pode-acontecer-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/6939540337600457186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/6939540337600457186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/pior-coisa-que-pode-acontecer-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/Sx2UljKfO_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/W4X0oOs5XOo/s72-c/coracao-ferido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-3212452856287565599</id><published>2009-11-29T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T05:45:21.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SxJ02Ru2B1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/XzwCeE8sr7c/s1600/adeus_amor4.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SxJ0sV88AmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8SsBNH0ivWQ/s1600/lagrima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409514407581188706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SxJ0sV88AmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8SsBNH0ivWQ/s400/lagrima.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu pensei que você fosse à melhor coisa que aconteceu na minha vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O melhor presente que eu podia receber, sua amizade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas hoje eu percebi que tudo não passou de ilusão.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre estive ao seu lado, mas vc nunca do meu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todos os cuidados que eu podia ter, eu tive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas você nunca se importou.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pensei que a Amizade prevalecesse qualquer coisa, mas vi que com vc não foi assim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vai ser duro, mas tive que te substituir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não dá mais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu coração não aguenta tudo o que vc já me fez, não sei como ele chegou até aqui.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deve ter sido porque eu amei você.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como tudo acaba um dia,esse amor e essa amizade tbm acabaram.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Infelizmente eu nunca vou poder me esquecer de você.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vou ficar com essa cicatriz que não vou conseguir fechar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talvez um dia, quem sabe um alguém consiga fechá-la pra mim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você talvez pense que eu sempre estaria do seu lado com sempre estive, e sempre me importei.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas quando você realmente você precisar de mim, eu irei embora, assim como você fez comigo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você era meu Melhor amigo. Mas Penso que você nunca se importou comigo. Seu ego falou mais alto.Dói muito me dizer isso, mas é a única escolha que me restou para dar um fim nesta situação:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADEUS.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&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:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;(Andressa Oliveira Dias)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409505446133427490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SxJsit9S7SI/AAAAAAAAAD4/LgmnDo0xlJs/s400/marley-728798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;•O difícil não é lutar pelo que mais se quer,&lt;br /&gt;e sim pelo o que mais se ama...&lt;br /&gt;Eu desisti...&lt;br /&gt;mas ão foi por medo de lutar,&lt;br /&gt;e sim por não ter mais condições de sofrer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;•Os ventos que as vezes tiram algo que amamos, são os mesmos que nos trazem algo que aprendemos a amar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por isso não devemos chorar pelo que nos foi tirado e sim, aprender a amar o que nos foi dado...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pois tudo aquilo que é relmente nosso, nunca se vai pra sempre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;•É melhor atirar-se à luta em busca de dias melhores, mesmo correndo o risco perder tudo, do que permanecer estático como os pobres de espírito, que não lutam, mas também não vencem; que não conhecem a dor da derrtota, mas não tem a glória de ressurgir dos escombros. Esses pobres de espíritoao final da jornada na terra, não agradecem a Deus por terem vivido, mas desculpam-se ante Ele por terem simplismente passado pela vida.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Bob Marley)&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/5043602119065838022-4843277714512955274?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/4843277714512955274/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-dificil-nao-e-lutar-pelo-que-mais-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/4843277714512955274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/4843277714512955274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-dificil-nao-e-lutar-pelo-que-mais-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SxJsit9S7SI/AAAAAAAAAD4/LgmnDo0xlJs/s72-c/marley-728798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-7691171566411080951</id><published>2009-11-29T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T03:45:02.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SxJet2eelYI/AAAAAAAAADw/XCu4mQ5X9Rc/s1600/22131364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409490244235859330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SxJet2eelYI/AAAAAAAAADw/XCu4mQ5X9Rc/s400/22131364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra que esquecer teu nome?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se nada vai mudar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra que dizer que te amo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se nada vai adiantar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra que chorar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se tudo tem um fim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra que esperar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se você não vai vir...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra que morrer?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se voce continua vivo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pra que esquecer tudo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se tudo o que eu quero é você...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AME!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesmo que sofra,mesmo que chore, mesmo que lute, pra no final poder dizer:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sofri,Chorei,Lutei mas &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMEI!&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;/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/5043602119065838022-7691171566411080951?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/7691171566411080951/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/pra-que-esquecer-teu-nome-se-nada-vai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/7691171566411080951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/7691171566411080951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/pra-que-esquecer-teu-nome-se-nada-vai.html' title=''/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SxJet2eelYI/AAAAAAAAADw/XCu4mQ5X9Rc/s72-c/22131364.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-1077966441443863981</id><published>2009-11-23T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T06:29:45.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Add lá :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2wrCoZnhcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YUhU8ZYhsKk/s1600-h/SDC13704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwM0iSLiy6I/AAAAAAAAADg/4oQF-VgTOqA/s400/1197205773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Uma garota perguntou a um garoto se ele achava ela bonita e ele disse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NÃO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ela perguntou se ele queria ficar com ela e ele disse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NÃO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;então ela perguntou se ele iria chorar se ela fosse embora, e mais uma vez ele respondeu com um não.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ela já tinha ouvido demais.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assim que ela estava indo embora, lágrimas caíram de sua face e o rapaz agarrou seu braço e disse:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Você não é bonita, você é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LINDA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu não quero ficar com você pra sempre, eu&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; PRECISO&lt;/span&gt; ficar com você pra sempre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;E eu não ia chorar se você fosse embora, eu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MORRERIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5043602119065838022-7898320371112393706?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/7898320371112393706/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/uma-garota-perguntou-um-garoto-se-ele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/7898320371112393706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/7898320371112393706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/uma-garota-perguntou-um-garoto-se-ele.html' title=''/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwM0iSLiy6I/AAAAAAAAADg/4oQF-VgTOqA/s72-c/1197205773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-6555844280611030942</id><published>2009-11-16T15:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T15:43:09.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHkYAzuB8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/OEobDmdkTu4/s1600/saudades___1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404852129006225346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHkYAzuB8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/OEobDmdkTu4/s400/saudades___1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mensagem Especial Para Você Meu Grande Amigo ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Com você vivi cada momento inesquecível, foram tantas coisas boas e ruins que passamos né?&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:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Brigas, fofocas, horas e horas no telefone falando coisas sem muita importância.&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:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Às vezes ate me pergunto se esse tempo valeu à pena... Pois bem, cheguei a conclusão que sim. Deus enviou você amigo, oara alegrar meus dias de tristeza e abandono, enviou você oara me dar conselhos, me ajudar nas horas de desespero, mas a amizade é isso. Por mais que haja briga, a amizade prevalece.Podem até tentar nos separ, mas por todos os caminhos dessa vida, tenho certeza que posso contar contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sentiremos saudades de todas as conversas jogadas fora, descobertas que fizemos, os sonhos que tivemos, dos tantos risos, e momentos que compartilhamos. Saudades até doa momentos de çágrima, de angústia, das vésperas de fins de semana, de fins de ano, enfim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do companheirismo vivido. Sempre pensei que as amizades continuassem para sempre. Hoje não tenho mais tanta certeza disso. Podemos nos telefonar, conversar algumas bobagens.. Vamos nos perder no tempo. Um dia nossos filhos verão aquelas fotos e perguntarão: "Quem são essas pessoas?" Diremos que eram nossos amigos, foi com eles que vivi os melhores anos da minha vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Foi um prazer ter conhecido você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Essa Homenagem eu fiz com muito carinho à vocês...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Andressa Oliveira Dias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/5043602119065838022-6555844280611030942?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/6555844280611030942/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/mensagem-especial-para-voce-meu-grande.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/6555844280611030942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/6555844280611030942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/mensagem-especial-para-voce-meu-grande.html' title=''/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHkYAzuB8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/OEobDmdkTu4/s72-c/saudades___1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-3256132005723445381</id><published>2009-11-16T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:37:36.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHiDuK2OTI/AAAAAAAAADI/hhGgULSYZSA/s1600/amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404849581382318386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHiDuK2OTI/AAAAAAAAADI/hhGgULSYZSA/s400/amigos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Amizade verdadeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Amigo é aquele que estende as mãos, sem que você precise.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que em dias de chuva, já sai com um hiper guarda-chuva,&lt;br /&gt;Para proteger os dois.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que conta moeda por moeda para pagar um delicioso sorvete.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que se transforma em palhaço para nos fazer sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que divide a sobremesa.&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que em quase em todos os planos, quer te colocar&lt;br /&gt;Passeios ao parque, cinema, lanchonetes...&lt;br /&gt;Sempre tem um bom programinha no fim de semana para bons amigos&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que fala com você praticamente todos os dias, e em apenas algumas horas, quer saber se tem novidades...&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que sempre pergunta se você é feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo Verdadeiro é muito raro,&lt;br /&gt;É como ter dois anjos da guarda...&lt;br /&gt;Um enviado dos céus, e um enviado da vida,&lt;br /&gt;Ambos criados por Deus&lt;br /&gt;E já programados para entrar em seu destino.&lt;br /&gt;Amigo simplesmente é aquela parte que falta em nós:&lt;br /&gt;A CORAGEM.&lt;br /&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/5043602119065838022-3256132005723445381?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/3256132005723445381/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/amizade-verdadeira-amigo-e-aquele-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/3256132005723445381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/3256132005723445381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/amizade-verdadeira-amigo-e-aquele-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHiDuK2OTI/AAAAAAAAADI/hhGgULSYZSA/s72-c/amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-7157853467680448684</id><published>2009-11-16T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:35:17.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHhrdwrTRI/AAAAAAAAADA/-jdPKj3WEts/s1600/estranho-amor-4107854-2358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404849164660722962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHhrdwrTRI/AAAAAAAAADA/-jdPKj3WEts/s320/estranho-amor-4107854-2358.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amizade Não Se Explica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amigos sabem quando serão amigos&lt;br /&gt;Pois compartilham momentos...&lt;br /&gt;... dão força...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estão sempre lado a lado... Nas conquistas, nas derrotas...&lt;br /&gt;Nas horas boas e nas difíceis...&lt;br /&gt;Amizade nem sempre é pensar do mesmo jeito&lt;br /&gt;Mas abrir mão, de vez em quando...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amizade é ter um irmão&lt;br /&gt;Que não mora na mesma casa...&lt;br /&gt;É compartilhar segredos, emoções...&lt;br /&gt;É compreensão, é diversão...&lt;br /&gt;É contar com alguém, sempre que precisar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É ter algo em comum&lt;br /&gt;É não ter nada em comum...&lt;br /&gt;É não ter nada em comum mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;É saber que se tem mais em comum do que&lt;br /&gt;se imagina...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É sentir saudade, é querer dar tempo...&lt;br /&gt;É dar preferência, é bater um ciúme&lt;br /&gt;Amizade que é amizade nunca acaba...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que a gente cresça,&lt;br /&gt;E apareçam outras pessoas no nosso caminho...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PORQUE AMIZADE NÃO SE EXPLICA...&lt;br /&gt;ELA, SIMPLESMENTE EXISTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&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/5043602119065838022-7157853467680448684?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/7157853467680448684/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/amizade-nao-se-explica-amigos-sabem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/7157853467680448684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/7157853467680448684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/amizade-nao-se-explica-amigos-sabem.html' title=''/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHhrdwrTRI/AAAAAAAAADA/-jdPKj3WEts/s72-c/estranho-amor-4107854-2358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-3435419238852824203</id><published>2009-11-16T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:23:09.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHe1O0u78I/AAAAAAAAACo/XdGCknY06fc/s1600/AMO_TE_AMAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404846033915015106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHe1O0u78I/AAAAAAAAACo/XdGCknY06fc/s400/AMO_TE_AMAR.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AMO TE AMAR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Te amo nas palavras...&lt;br /&gt;te amo no sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;te amo te amar!&lt;br /&gt;Te amo pelo que é...&lt;br /&gt;suave...sensível...&lt;br /&gt;mágico!&lt;br /&gt;Te amo em tudo...&lt;br /&gt;no ar que respiro,&lt;br /&gt;no dia amanhecendo,&lt;br /&gt;na noite chegando.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo na chuva que cai,&lt;br /&gt;no sol que queima...&lt;br /&gt;quero te amar!&lt;br /&gt;Te amar nas tristezas,&lt;br /&gt;nas alegrias,&lt;br /&gt;nos sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;nas fantasias.&lt;br /&gt;Amar...&lt;br /&gt;simplesmente amar!&lt;br /&gt;&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/5043602119065838022-3435419238852824203?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/3435419238852824203/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/amo-te-amar-te-amo-nas-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/3435419238852824203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/3435419238852824203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/amo-te-amar-te-amo-nas-palavras.html' title=''/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHe1O0u78I/AAAAAAAAACo/XdGCknY06fc/s72-c/AMO_TE_AMAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-1663222155281861204</id><published>2009-11-16T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:23:57.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vida Sem Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHfBRadCgI/AAAAAAAAACw/qu1Q2NQiKa8/s1600/9100amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404846240768526850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHfBRadCgI/AAAAAAAAACw/qu1Q2NQiKa8/s400/9100amor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A inteligência sem amor te faz perverso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A justiça sem amor te faz implacável&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A democracia sem amor te faz hipócrita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O êxito sem amor te faz arrogante&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A riqueza sem amor te faz avaro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A docilidade sem amor de faz servil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pobreza sem amor se faz orgulhoso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A beleza sem amor te faz ridículo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A autoridade sem amor te faz tirano&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O trabalho sem amor te faz escravo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A oração sem amor te faz introvertido&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lei sem amor te escraviza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A fé sem amor te faz fanático&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cruz sem amor se converte em tortura &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A vida sem amor...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.... NÃO TEM SENTIDO!&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/5043602119065838022-1663222155281861204?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/1663222155281861204/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/vida-sem-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/1663222155281861204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/1663222155281861204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/vida-sem-amor.html' title='A Vida Sem Amor'/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHfBRadCgI/AAAAAAAAACw/qu1Q2NQiKa8/s72-c/9100amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-8382291542842827083</id><published>2009-11-16T13:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:22:26.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimentos.... Ciúmes :@</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHGNW0rMHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SknvzW2z1aw/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHFwJ0BLYI/AAAAAAAAACA/q1VARfn_64A/s1600/ciumes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404818458879798658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHFwJ0BLYI/AAAAAAAAACA/q1VARfn_64A/s320/ciumes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem nunca sentiiu ciúmes na vida, que atire a 1ª pedra!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Claro, que todos nós sentimos ciúmes! É humano. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas alguns nos fazem perder a cabeça.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O ciúme, claro, todos temos que ter, mas temos que manerar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um caso bem pessoal noosso  foi por um garoto que a gente gosta de mais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas ele NUNCA nos dá ouvidos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre que nós podemos, nós alertamos, mas ele cego de "Paixão" sempre acha que é exagero nosso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fizemos, de tudo mas chegamos a seguinte conclusão:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que ele faz é problema dele, e as escolhas que ele faz hoje, vão interferir no dia de amanhã.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se ele se ferrar, não poderemos fazer mais nada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque o que nós tínhamos a falar, falamos. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por mais que a gente tente esquecer, não conseguimos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque apesar de tudo, ele sempre vai ser nosso "bebê".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre fazemos de TUDO pra ele se dar bem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Ele] ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apesar da sua ingratidão, por nós; sempre te perdoaremos por que nós amamos você&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nada e nem ninguém vai mudar isso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHGNW0rMHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SknvzW2z1aw/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 445px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404818960588419186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHGNW0rMHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/SknvzW2z1aw/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só pra deixar claro:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Nosso tipo de ciúme é: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enciumado (a)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHF8UEndpI/AAAAAAAAACI/Z-5UC4aV3Jw/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHF8UEndpI/AAAAAAAAACI/Z-5UC4aV3Jw/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5043602119065838022-8382291542842827083?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/8382291542842827083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/sentimentos-ciumes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/8382291542842827083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/8382291542842827083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/sentimentos-ciumes.html' title='Sentimentos.... Ciúmes :@'/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHFwJ0BLYI/AAAAAAAAACA/q1VARfn_64A/s72-c/ciumes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-1209643940795648217</id><published>2009-11-16T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T12:50:09.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crepúsculo- Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwFfg6A1WpI/AAAAAAAAABU/X-fJku6neJ0/s1600/twilight_new_moon_eclipse-7379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404706046754511506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwFfg6A1WpI/AAAAAAAAABU/X-fJku6neJ0/s320/twilight_new_moon_eclipse-7379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="w:Twilight (série)" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twilight_(sÃ©rie)"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twilight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Crepúsculo&lt;/b&gt;, em português) é uma série de histórias de fantasia, romance e terror escrita por Stephenie Meyer. Ela conta as aventuras de Isabella 'Bella' Swan, uma adolescente que se muda para Forks, Washington e encontra sua vida virada de ponta-cabeça quando se apaixona por um vampiro chamado Edward Cullen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="toclevel-1 tocsection-4"&gt;&lt;span id="Crep.C3.BAsculo" class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="w:Crepúsculo (livro)" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/CrepÃºsculo_(livro)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Crepúsculo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Quando a vida ofere um sonho muito além de todas as expectativas, é irracional se lamentar quando isso chega ao fim." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Twilight - Prefácio&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edward&lt;/b&gt;: "Acho que seus amigos estão com raiva de mim por eu ter roubado você." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bella&lt;/b&gt;: "Eles vão sobreviver."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edward&lt;/b&gt;: "Mas é possível que eu não a devolva." &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tipo Sanguineo - Pág. 77&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"É o crepúsculo de novo. Outro final. Não importa o quanto os dias sejam perfeitos, eles sempre têm que acabar." - &lt;i&gt;Edward&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"E se eu não for o herói, e se eu for o vilão?" - &lt;i&gt;Edward&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Eu não tenho mais força para ficar longe de você." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"O que é mais tentador a você: meu sangue ou meu corpo?" - &lt;i&gt;Bella perguntando à Edward.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edward&lt;/b&gt;: "E então o leão se apaixonou pelo cordeiro." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bella&lt;/b&gt;: "Que cordeiro estúpido."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edward&lt;/b&gt;: "Que leão doentio e masoquista." &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Você é minha vida agora." - &lt;i&gt;Edward&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;♥Se eu pudesse sonhar, sonharia com você e não me envergonharia disso." - Edward &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Mas não se preocupe. Sou uma criatura especialmente egoísta. Quero demais sua companhia para fazer oque devia." - &lt;i&gt;Edward&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span id="Lua_Nova" class="mw-headline"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="w:Lua Nova (livro)" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lua_Nova_(livro)"&gt;Lua Nova&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Entre a dor e o nada, eu escolhi o nada." - &lt;i&gt;Bella&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Eu parecia uma lua perdida – meu planeta destruído em algum cenário de cinema-catástrofe – que continuava, apesar de tudo, numa órbita muito estreita pelo espaço vazio que ficou, ignorando as leis da gravidade." - &lt;i&gt;Bella&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Eu menti, e lamento muito...Lamento porque magoei você, lamento por ter sido um esforço inútil. Lamento não tê-la protegido do que sou. Menti para salvá-la, e não deu certo. Perdoe-me." - &lt;i&gt;Edward&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Meu coração não batia há quase noventa anos, mas isso era diferente. Era como se meu coração não estivesse ali... Como se eu estivesse oco. Como se eu tivesse deixado com você tudo o que havia aqui dentro." - &lt;i&gt;Edward""&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Antes de você, minha vida era como uma noite sem lua. Muito escura, mas haviam estrelas, pontos de luz e de razão. E depois você atravessou meu céu como um meteoro. De repente tudo estava em chamas; havia brilho, havia beleza. Quando você se foi, quando o meteoro caiu no horizonte, tudo ficou negro. Nada mudou, mas meus olhos ficaram cegos pela luz. Não pude mais ver estrelas. E não havia mais razão para nada. Você voltou, e meu mundo ainda é como antes, ou até melhor!" - &lt;i&gt;Edward&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Em algum lugar um relógio está correndo." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span id="Eclipse" class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="w:Eclipse (livro)" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eclipse_(livro)"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"E pela primeira vez em um século, eu senti esperança." - &lt;i&gt;Jasper&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Das nuvens eu posso cuidar, mas não posso lutar contra um eclipse." - &lt;i&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Parece que eu nunca tenho tempo assim suficiente." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Eu preciso estar com você. Só você." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span id="Amanhecer" class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="w:Amanhecer (livro)" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amanhecer_(livro)"&gt;Amanhecer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Você pode correr de alguém que você teme, você pode tentar lutar com alguém que você odeia. Todas as minhas reações eram direcionadas a esses tipos de assassinos – os monstros, os inimigos." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Quando você ama a pessoa que está te matando, não te restam opções. Como você poderia correr, como você poderia lutar, quando fazer isso machucaria o seu amado? Se sua vida fosse tudo o que você tem a dar ao seu amado, como você seria capaz de não dá-la?" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Se fosse alguém a quem você realmente ama?" - &lt;i&gt;Prefácio/Bella&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Mais importante que minha própia vida." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5043602119065838022-1209643940795648217?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/1209643940795648217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/crepusculo-twilight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/1209643940795648217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/1209643940795648217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/crepusculo-twilight.html' title='Crepúsculo- Twilight'/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwFfg6A1WpI/AAAAAAAAABU/X-fJku6neJ0/s72-c/twilight_new_moon_eclipse-7379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-4614722570254557131</id><published>2009-11-16T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T06:03:11.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apenas mais uma carta de amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwFbIXOAlHI/AAAAAAAAABM/_kOMd46Fj0M/s1600/amizade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404701227051160690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwFbIXOAlHI/AAAAAAAAABM/_kOMd46Fj0M/s320/amizade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ontem foi um dia mágico.Você esteve comigo por muitas horas, dando-me o maior presente que eu poderia sonhar.Estar com você, receber a tua atenção, me fez feliz demais.Adoro teu jeito de ser... Adoro quando “do nada” você diz: Adoro-te...Gosto quando me conta sua vida, suas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw0356803(event, this, 'undefined'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #cc0000; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick0356803(undefined);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe('HOTWordsTitle'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.ilhado.com.br/index.php?id_editoria=29&amp;amp;id=2399#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alegrias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; e também suas dores, isso nos aproxima...Gosto da tua fé, da maneira como vê a vida, de como faz planos para sua vida...Gosto dos teus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw1356803(event, this, 'undefined'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #cc0000; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick1356803(undefined);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe('HOTWordsTitle'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.ilhado.com.br/index.php?id_editoria=29&amp;amp;id=2399#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sonhos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;,porque são basicamente simples e possíveis... Gosto de você, porque é bom comigo...E me trata como toda amiga  gostaria de ser tratada:"...Doce e carinhosamente..."Tua amizade me me faz muito, muito feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5043602119065838022-4614722570254557131?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/4614722570254557131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/apenas-mais-uma-carta-de-amizade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/4614722570254557131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/4614722570254557131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/apenas-mais-uma-carta-de-amizade.html' title='Apenas mais uma carta de amizade'/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwFbIXOAlHI/AAAAAAAAABM/_kOMd46Fj0M/s72-c/amizade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5043602119065838022.post-7131148746817868820</id><published>2009-11-16T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:26:06.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHfiMkq87I/AAAAAAAAAC4/K0O2dGo1XK4/s1600/amizade2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 247px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404846806404887474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHfiMkq87I/AAAAAAAAAC4/K0O2dGo1XK4/s320/amizade2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amiga&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saiba que aprendi muito com a comparação, chamava todo rosto simpático de amigo, hoje tenho vários deles, mas poucos são verdadeiros e que eu considero de verdade. O importante não é saber o dia em que conhecemos as pessoas, mas saber quando elas passam a existir dentro de nós. Amiga não é aquela que enxugam nossas lagrimas quando elas caem, mas aquelas que não as deixam cair. Amiga é aquela que o tempo jamais apaga, que a distancia não esquece e que a maldade também não a destrói. Amiga é um sentimento que vem de longe, para ganhar um lugar no coração, e é fácil de ganhar, e que depois não é substituído por nada. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É alguém que você sente presente mesmo quando está muito além. Ser amiga não é coisa de momento, são atos, palavras e atitudes que se solidificam, mas que ficam para sempre de tudo que é fruto de um coração aberto. Amiga não é aquela que está sempre junta e sim aquela que sabe ir embora, não é aquela que está sempre te vendo triste e sim aquela que te dá motivos para te ver sorrir, amiga é aquela que te ouve e te entende... amiga não vem, ela está! Amiga ela te avisa do perigo, mas não te empedi de continuar. Enfim, amiga é um presente maravilhoso de Deus! &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/5043602119065838022-7131148746817868820?l=lullyssinha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/feeds/7131148746817868820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/amizade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/7131148746817868820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5043602119065838022/posts/default/7131148746817868820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lullyssinha.blogspot.com/2009/11/amizade.html' title='Amizade'/><author><name>Lullyssinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350580245888825096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/S2rkzZnVPII/AAAAAAAAAFY/biW6D8h3soQ/S220/Eu+%26+LU.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SK4VCnSxpjw/SwHfiMkq87I/AAAAAAAAAC4/K0O2dGo1XK4/s72-c/amizade2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
