tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78655680939159755232012-10-09T15:44:47.099-07:00Beautiful ColoursDulce Mendesnoreply@blogger.comBlogger7125blogspot/vYdIhttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865568093915975523.post-72377423856811226912012-10-09T15:44:00.003-07:002012-10-09T15:44:47.106-07:00<content type="html"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-touIWtZWteE/UHSouFkF4rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pDOZhV7jhHk/s1600/sadness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="224" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-touIWtZWteE/UHSouFkF4rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pDOZhV7jhHk/s320/sadness.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>ass: DulceMP<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/vYdI/~4/T0pMHXHKBuM" height="1" width="1"/></content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bcolours07.blogspot.com/feeds/7237742385681122691/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bcolours07.blogspot.com/2012/10/blog-post_9.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865568093915975523/posts/default/7237742385681122691" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865568093915975523/posts/default/7237742385681122691" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/vYdI/~3/T0pMHXHKBuM/blog-post_9.html" title="" /><author><name>Dulce Mendes</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/113304444698525489850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-touIWtZWteE/UHSouFkF4rI/AAAAAAAAAJY/pDOZhV7jhHk/s72-c/sadness.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bcolours07.blogspot.com/2012/10/blog-post_9.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865568093915975523.post-7301333854155590891</id><published>2012-09-28T18:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-28T18:01:53.299-07:00</updated><title type="text">Twilight<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o9DH5jPRlW4/UGZIWEqCOKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Hyhi2PXkNiQ/s1600/twilight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o9DH5jPRlW4/UGZIWEqCOKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Hyhi2PXkNiQ/s1600/twilight.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Minha primeira arte com uma foto deste filme espero que gostem ;)</div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/vYdI/~4/oufC00O1fp4" height="1" width="1"/>Dulce Mendeshttps://plus.google.com/113304444698525489850noreply@blogger.com0http://bcolours07.blogspot.com/2012/09/twilight.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865568093915975523.post-57118567626049560462012-09-28T17:50:00.002-07:002012-09-28T17:52:34.837-07:00Twilight - Meu filme preferido<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hgfk2nbH-GE/UGZFs0xVfVI/AAAAAAAAADo/qCbMVMgD1KM/s1600/images+(10).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hgfk2nbH-GE/UGZFs0xVfVI/AAAAAAAAADo/qCbMVMgD1KM/s1600/images+(10).jpg" /></a></div><br /><div>Bella Swan</div><div><br /><b style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">Bella</b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">&nbsp;nasceu no dia&nbsp;</span><a class="mw-redirect" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/13_de_Setembro" style="background-color: white; background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-decoration: none;" title="13 de Setembro">13 de Setembro</a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">&nbsp;de&nbsp;</span><a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1987" style="background-color: white; background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-decoration: none;" title="1987">1987</a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">, sendo filha de Renée e Charlie Swan. Não há referências na literatura sobre seu ano de nascimento, assim como também não há referências sobre o ano que a história começa. Ela mora com a mãe até seus dezessete anos no bairro de Paradise Valley, em Phoenix, uma cidade ensolarada. Sua relação com seu pai é difícil pelo fato de ambos serem tímidos em relação aos sentimentos e não saberem demonstrar. Bella cria uma rejeição a Forks muito forte, principalmente pela sua chuva constante. Mas, devido ao casamento de sua mãe com Phill (um jogador de beisebol) e à sua vontade clara de viajar com o novo marido, Bella decide se mudar para a casa do pai. É a partir dessa mudança que se inicia sua aventura.</span></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/vYdI/~4/NVD0bgY3-j4" height="1" width="1"/>Dulce Mendeshttps://plus.google.com/113304444698525489850noreply@blogger.com0http://bcolours07.blogspot.com/2012/09/twilight-meu-filme-preferido.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865568093915975523.post-25343190237884783592012-09-26T17:23:00.000-07:002012-09-26T17:23:07.223-07:00Imagens Feitas por mim<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JBw8et7s95o/UGOcWLYq5GI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Pu52PGHRcAE/s1600/amorMusicaePalavras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JBw8et7s95o/UGOcWLYq5GI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Pu52PGHRcAE/s320/amorMusicaePalavras.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/vYdI/~4/Awmg0QDV5SQ" height="1" width="1"/>Dulce Mendeshttps://plus.google.com/113304444698525489850noreply@blogger.com0http://bcolours07.blogspot.com/2012/09/imagens-feitas-por-mim.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865568093915975523.post-2284906877680361012012-09-26T17:15:00.002-07:002012-09-26T17:16:35.094-07:00Confie em si<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x4iLxtXsJrg/UGOattuzqMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HQE6IocOSiE/s1600/mensagens011.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x4iLxtXsJrg/UGOattuzqMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/HQE6IocOSiE/s320/mensagens011.gif" width="245" /></a></div><br /><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/vYdI/~4/ZqKnqzRQwfE" height="1" width="1"/>Dulce Mendeshttps://plus.google.com/113304444698525489850noreply@blogger.com0http://bcolours07.blogspot.com/2012/09/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865568093915975523.post-58950819759207980652012-09-26T17:15:00.000-07:002012-09-26T17:15:13.714-07:00A verdade no Olhar<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1UCWYx76Fk/UGOacxaPwsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1wUfAI3ibQc/s1600/mensagens-com-voz8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n1UCWYx76Fk/UGOacxaPwsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/1wUfAI3ibQc/s320/mensagens-com-voz8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/vYdI/~4/waO52of_CZ0" height="1" width="1"/>Dulce Mendeshttps://plus.google.com/113304444698525489850noreply@blogger.com0http://bcolours07.blogspot.com/2012/09/a-verdade-no-olhar.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7865568093915975523.post-79045006961390056262012-09-25T06:32:00.000-07:002012-09-25T06:32:01.659-07:00<content type="html"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAPVWnTof74/UGGw8hZVQvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zk5sL9lcaVQ/s1600/solidao+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAPVWnTof74/UGGw8hZVQvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zk5sL9lcaVQ/s320/solidao+(1).jpg" width="243" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Porque meus pés não se movem,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sinto a musica a tocar,</div><div style="text-align: center;">sinto a musica dentro de mim</div><div style="text-align: center;">Como se o ritmo da musica</div><div style="text-align: center;">fosse o do meu coração</div><div style="text-align: center;">Porque meu corpo já não me&nbsp;obedece</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sinto-me presa</div><div style="text-align: center;">Como&nbsp;raízes que me prendem a terra</div><div style="text-align: center;">Preciso que me faças dançar</div><div style="text-align: center;">mexer...viver</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh mundo que me fazes parar de andar</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fazes troça de mim</div><div style="text-align: center;">Vida esta que me bloqueia</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mas porque continua a musica a tocar?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Será que dentro de mim ainda existe esperança?</div><div style="text-align: center;">se existe...faz alguma coisa!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faz com que os meus pés voltem a mexer</div><div style="text-align: center;">ao ritmo daquela musica</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faz-me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">...viver</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Por: Dulce MP</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/vYdI/~4/GkfWPEcMT8E" height="1" width="1"/></content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bcolours07.blogspot.com/feeds/7904500696139005626/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://bcolours07.blogspot.com/2012/09/porque-meus-pes-nao-se-movem-sinto.html#comment-form" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865568093915975523/posts/default/7904500696139005626" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7865568093915975523/posts/default/7904500696139005626" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/vYdI/~3/GkfWPEcMT8E/porque-meus-pes-nao-se-movem-sinto.html" title="" /><author><name>Dulce Mendes</name><uri>https://plus.google.com/113304444698525489850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAPVWnTof74/UGGw8hZVQvI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Zk5sL9lcaVQ/s72-c/solidao+(1).jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bcolours07.blogspot.com/2012/09/porque-meus-pes-nao-se-movem-sinto.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>