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font-family: inherit;"&gt;"pior que a morte, é saber que nos momentos mais difíceis das nossas vidas, nós não podemos confiar ou contar com quem pode nos ajudar por temer a traição. pior que a morte, é ter que sair por aí à procura de uma fórmula ideal para melhorar o nosso interior, o nosso mundo, e o que encontramos são coisas que não coincidem com os nossos pensamentos e com coisas inúteis diante dos nossos olhos."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5dbx2P5RfM/Tcpz7Fih8EI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OdcbOkpTcmE/s1600/solidao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5dbx2P5RfM/Tcpz7Fih8EI/AAAAAAAAAF4/OdcbOkpTcmE/s320/solidao.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; 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font-family: inherit;"&gt;"não ame pela beleza, pois um dia ela acaba. não ame por admiracão, pois um dia você se decepciona.ame apenas, pois o tempo nunca pode acabar com um amor sem explicação."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJJ6CPMgd2g/TckRJ7ge1CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PBXj3rBxf4Q/s1600/paix%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJJ6CPMgd2g/TckRJ7ge1CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PBXj3rBxf4Q/s320/paix%25C3%25A3o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/9072513156417683131-9179757365651404731?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/JAmchCiz3pg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/9179757365651404731/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/05/madre-teresa-de-calcuta.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/9179757365651404731" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/9179757365651404731" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/JAmchCiz3pg/madre-teresa-de-calcuta.html" title="madre teresa de calcutá." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tJJ6CPMgd2g/TckRJ7ge1CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PBXj3rBxf4Q/s72-c/paix%25C3%25A3o.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/05/madre-teresa-de-calcuta.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9072513156417683131.post-6475513394396677605</id><published>2011-05-01T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T03:00:46.844-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="palavras sábias" /><title type="text">lendário bob marley.</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"uma coisa boa sobre a música é que quando ela bate você não sente dor."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;obrigada&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;p nunca desistires de nada, p ficares sempre comigo quando eu menos mereço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;estás lá&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;sempre&lt;/strong&gt;, sem&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;nunca&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;te cansares de nada e muito menos de mim. e acredito q por vezes isso seja mm mt difícil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;a tua paciência é incomparável e admiro-a imenso p tal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;tens-te revelado ser o&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;melhor namorado do mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;e eu confesso q ñ estava à espera disso, quando tudo começou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;p além disso, és meu amigo, o mais verdadeiro q já tive e quero ter, p sempre. sei perfeitamente q posso contar contigo p tudo, seja isso bom ou mau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;não trocaria cada abraço, cada olhar sincero, cada sorriso teu (q é&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;lindo&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;e eu amo-o) ou cada beijo, cada brincadeira. não trocaria nada q é nosso p nada deste mundo, sem qqr dúvida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;a nossa cumplicidade é algo q me faz realmente&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;feliz&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;e orgulho-me muito disso. quero-a ter p muito mais tempo, se me permitires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;és a&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;única pessoa&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;q me conhece inteiramente, q sabe tudo e mais alguma coisa e a quem eu ñ escondo nada e digo sp a verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;agr peço&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;desculpa&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;p todas as vezes q errei ctg e tu ainda assim não deixaste de estar ao meu lado, p me fazer ver as coisas como elas eram, p me abrir os olhos e acima de tudo p voltarmos a estar bem. mas tb não vou falar das coisas más, pq de ti só quero relembrar as boas memórias e&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;ultrapassar&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;as menos boas, p assim dizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;p mais coisas q eu diga, p mais mal q te possa ter tratar e p mais discussões q tenhamos, ambos sabemos q é tudo dito assim mt em vão. q&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;ñ consigo viver sem ti&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;p mt tempo, sem te chatear, sem as tuas palavras q me fazem derreter toda e principalmente&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;sem nós&lt;/strong&gt;, minha pessoa castanha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;visto q me chamas de princesa, eu gosto mt de ti meu sapinho lindo&amp;nbsp;:$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; 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margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;podia até ter posto aqui uma fotografia muito bonita, a mais bonita até, mas decidi meter esta. porque é a que melhor se identifica com os nossos bons tempos ! não importa a cara, apenas o sentimento e agradeço todos os momentos magníficos a teu lado. p todos os sorrisos partilhados, p toda a&amp;nbsp;parvoíce&amp;nbsp;q há entre nós, eu gosto muito de ti&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;quero ter muitos mais dos nossos momentos, p sempre, fofinha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9072513156417683131-4399967143037264635?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/pnUHf5FdEA0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/4399967143037264635/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/claudia-rodrigues-minha-fofinha.html#comment-form" title="4 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/4399967143037264635" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/4399967143037264635" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/pnUHf5FdEA0/claudia-rodrigues-minha-fofinha.html" title="cláudia rodrigues, minha fofinha." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ogzn3HJKfZo/TapMb0CKnHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QMtcxFnaIos/s72-c/Foto0325.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/claudia-rodrigues-minha-fofinha.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9072513156417683131.post-6383202182177052642</id><published>2011-04-16T03:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T18:51:36.400-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotografia" /><title type="text">chamam-se índia.</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yRqT5R-G0is/TaYsnG2E80I/AAAAAAAAAEs/BVMSCGxEnfA/s1600/SAM_0182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yRqT5R-G0is/TaYsnG2E80I/AAAAAAAAAEs/BVMSCGxEnfA/s320/SAM_0182.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mesmo q seja pouco o tempo q te conheço, gosto imenso de ti e estarei sempre aqui p te ouvir e compreender, p te fazer sorrir e meter sempre de pé. não vou deixar q nenhum idiota faça o q quer de ti, q eu vou dar cabo dele ( bv, tem cuidado. ahah ) .&lt;br /&gt;adoro todas as vezes em q te chegas ao pé de mim e dizes "há tanto tempo q não falamos", quando nós falamos e estamos juntas todos os dias! consigo considerar-te a pessoa mais irritante, mais estúpida, mais convencida e mais cusca à face da terra, mas mesmo assim tu&amp;nbsp;és a minha lili, a fofinha q eu gosto muito :$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9072513156417683131-4092267345969589385?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/HjD7bH5IsWg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/4092267345969589385/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/liliana-gamas.html#comment-form" title="14 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/4092267345969589385" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/4092267345969589385" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/HjD7bH5IsWg/liliana-gamas.html" title="liliana gamas." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yRqT5R-G0is/TaYsnG2E80I/AAAAAAAAAEs/BVMSCGxEnfA/s72-c/SAM_0182.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/liliana-gamas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9072513156417683131.post-4805703024930312889</id><published>2011-04-13T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T15:46:49.429-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="paixões :$" /><title type="text">simão.</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqdsKuQ-tPc/TaYkob6q52I/AAAAAAAAAEo/sv3Y-0xD79Q/s1600/filipa-e-simao-sabrosa-19340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqdsKuQ-tPc/TaYkob6q52I/AAAAAAAAAEo/sv3Y-0xD79Q/s400/filipa-e-simao-sabrosa-19340.jpg" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;simão pedro fonseca sabrosa. desde pequenina, &lt;u&gt;admiro-te&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;muito&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&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/9072513156417683131-4805703024930312889?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/Lb_tTLgNiKQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/4805703024930312889/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/simao.html#comment-form" title="4 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/4805703024930312889" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/4805703024930312889" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/Lb_tTLgNiKQ/simao.html" title="simão." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EqdsKuQ-tPc/TaYkob6q52I/AAAAAAAAAEo/sv3Y-0xD79Q/s72-c/filipa-e-simao-sabrosa-19340.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/simao.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9072513156417683131.post-6818397186059345709</id><published>2011-04-12T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T11:56:05.503-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="paixões :$" /><title type="text">rasta boy.</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nZMYKMk-1g/TaSf_TH4p2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/LZbI3Pp_7lw/s1600/RastaBoy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nZMYKMk-1g/TaSf_TH4p2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/LZbI3Pp_7lw/s400/RastaBoy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;é o menino mais bonito do mundo! adoro, adoro, adoro :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9072513156417683131-6818397186059345709?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/_vY69pUgeyU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/6818397186059345709/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/rasta-boy.html#comment-form" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/6818397186059345709" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/6818397186059345709" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/_vY69pUgeyU/rasta-boy.html" title="rasta boy." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nZMYKMk-1g/TaSf_TH4p2I/AAAAAAAAAEk/LZbI3Pp_7lw/s72-c/RastaBoy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/rasta-boy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9072513156417683131.post-1475910713113278408</id><published>2011-04-12T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T14:30:23.006-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="paixões :$" /><title type="text">wiz khalifa.</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsr68JzSSGA/TaSfdigIUSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TGMKwNUcLsg/s1600/WizKhalifa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsr68JzSSGA/TaSfdigIUSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TGMKwNUcLsg/s1600/WizKhalifa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsr68JzSSGA/TaSfdigIUSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TGMKwNUcLsg/s1600/WizKhalifa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;wiz khalifa, um dia casamos, sim? :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9072513156417683131-1475910713113278408?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/WrQJqyjn230" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/1475910713113278408/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/wiz-khalifa.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/1475910713113278408" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/1475910713113278408" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/WrQJqyjn230/wiz-khalifa.html" title="wiz khalifa." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsr68JzSSGA/TaSfdigIUSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/TGMKwNUcLsg/s72-c/WizKhalifa.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/wiz-khalifa.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9072513156417683131.post-168407064207145462</id><published>2011-04-10T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:14:29.342-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="declarações ♥" /><title type="text">indescritível.</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;o "dia" chegou há algum tempo. permanece e permanecerá, p mais tempo ainda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-laHIRK7GVVQ/TaHMSJ_O4hI/AAAAAAAAADA/sTZ-itLaPhM/s1600/199402_211127075563962_100000000121632_844926_5839953_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-laHIRK7GVVQ/TaHMSJ_O4hI/AAAAAAAAADA/sTZ-itLaPhM/s320/199402_211127075563962_100000000121632_844926_5839953_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;sem qualquer tipo de descrição. não há mais palavras q&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;consigam&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;igualar o sentimento.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;é impossível descrever na perfeição, senti-lo é mais verdadeiro, cá dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;desde 18.O6.2OO9,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-te bf. um enorme&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;obrigada&lt;/u&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/9072513156417683131-168407064207145462?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/n7i0Xtr7k_U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/168407064207145462/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/indescritivel.html#comment-form" title="10 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/168407064207145462" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/168407064207145462" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/n7i0Xtr7k_U/indescritivel.html" title="indescritível." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-laHIRK7GVVQ/TaHMSJ_O4hI/AAAAAAAAADA/sTZ-itLaPhM/s72-c/199402_211127075563962_100000000121632_844926_5839953_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/indescritivel.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9072513156417683131.post-8210101827597122630</id><published>2011-04-09T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:14:44.074-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="declarações ♥" /><title type="text">mulher da minha vida.</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4eyaYGhvqoA/TaDqicyMxDI/AAAAAAAAACo/vTixZSQjf6E/s1600/FAMILY+%2528119%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4eyaYGhvqoA/TaDqicyMxDI/AAAAAAAAACo/vTixZSQjf6E/s1600/FAMILY+%2528119%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;mil novecentos e noventa e (?)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;só existiu, só existe e só existirá uma &lt;u&gt;única&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;mulher na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;obrigada p tudo, pelas vezes em q me chateaste até mais não e sempre sendo p meu bem e nunca ao contrário. na altura nunca o reconheço, mas olhando p trás vejo as coisas como elas são. peço desculpa pelas vezes em q faço aquilo q não devo, mas ser adolescente é complicado e é uma fase de descobertas, em q preciso do meu espaço e pareço não querer saber de nada, mas verdade é q eu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;não quero que me deixes nunca. precisarei sempre de ti, mãe. amote&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&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/9072513156417683131-8210101827597122630?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/lxsGXj3BShU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/8210101827597122630/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/mulher-da-minha-vida.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/8210101827597122630" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/8210101827597122630" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/lxsGXj3BShU/mulher-da-minha-vida.html" title="mulher da minha vida." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4eyaYGhvqoA/TaDqicyMxDI/AAAAAAAAACo/vTixZSQjf6E/s72-c/FAMILY+%2528119%2529.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/mulher-da-minha-vida.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9072513156417683131.post-7658851229392974508</id><published>2011-04-09T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T06:36:09.529-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="palavras sábias" /><title type="text">a grande margarida rebelo pinto.</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9DWAurL2zM/TaDiZeud7KI/AAAAAAAAACk/EOgwURsWZkM/s1600/Imagens%252Bd%2527amor%252B%252839%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9DWAurL2zM/TaDiZeud7KI/AAAAAAAAACk/EOgwURsWZkM/s200/Imagens%252Bd%2527amor%252B%252839%2529.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;"amei-te de uma forma desajeitada, arrebatadora e incondicional, sempre querendo e desejando o melhor por ti. o melhor só tu mesmo poderás encontrar e hoje estou certa que não passa por mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt; não é a dor da rejeição que me massacra, é a dor de saber que nada poderá sobrar deste amor. que a amizade não tem espaço nem voz entre duas pessoas que desconfiam uma da outra."&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9072513156417683131-7658851229392974508?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/4lzNe6vr1pg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/7658851229392974508/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/grande-margarida-rebelo-pinto.html#comment-form" title="4 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/7658851229392974508" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/7658851229392974508" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/4lzNe6vr1pg/grande-margarida-rebelo-pinto.html" title="a grande margarida rebelo pinto." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9DWAurL2zM/TaDiZeud7KI/AAAAAAAAACk/EOgwURsWZkM/s72-c/Imagens%252Bd%2527amor%252B%252839%2529.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/grande-margarida-rebelo-pinto.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9072513156417683131.post-7160299223436719860</id><published>2011-04-09T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T08:15:54.806-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="declarações ♥" /><title type="text">irmão.</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo4s0CgZ28M/TaDI9h1GbxI/AAAAAAAAABE/h71HSqSOUa8/s1600/SANY0010009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo4s0CgZ28M/TaDI9h1GbxI/AAAAAAAAABE/h71HSqSOUa8/s400/SANY0010009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;todas as crianças são complicadas, têm as suas birras idiotas e fazem imenso barulho! tu não és excepção. a única diferença é seres o meu irmão, o meu pequenino q eu tanto&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;amo&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;e q vou proteger para &lt;u&gt;sempre&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;meu pequeno anjinho, amote muito. afonso correia&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&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/9072513156417683131-7160299223436719860?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/7UXygCyF5Mw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/7160299223436719860/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/irmao.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/7160299223436719860" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/7160299223436719860" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/7UXygCyF5Mw/irmao.html" title="irmão." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uo4s0CgZ28M/TaDI9h1GbxI/AAAAAAAAABE/h71HSqSOUa8/s72-c/SANY0010009.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/irmao.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9072513156417683131.post-4582740992989454442</id><published>2011-04-09T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T03:52:25.234-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eterna criancice :)" /><title type="text">recordações.</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/ZyhrYis509A/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyhrYis509A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZyhrYis509A&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;todas as meninas gostavam muito,&amp;nbsp;quando&amp;nbsp;eram&amp;nbsp;pequeninas &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;:$&lt;/span&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/9072513156417683131-4582740992989454442?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/rPpszNbMucc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/4582740992989454442/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/recordacoes.html#comment-form" title="4 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/4582740992989454442" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/4582740992989454442" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/rPpszNbMucc/recordacoes.html" title="recordações." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/recordacoes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9072513156417683131.post-2325179950093554685</id><published>2011-04-09T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T15:49:42.713-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="declarações ♥" /><title type="text">melhor amigo.</title><content type="html">&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHjalWAEPRE/TaC_GogxOGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8kSj5Eno3pg/s1600/Imagem0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHjalWAEPRE/TaC_GogxOGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8kSj5Eno3pg/s200/Imagem0005.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;bruno miguel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;melhor amigo, obrigada p todos os momentos, todos os sorrisos p tudo. podes contar comigo &lt;u&gt;sempre&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;e sei q contigo posso fazer o mesmo, a qualquer hora :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;p muito q discutamos, sabes q é tudo em vão, estaremos sempre bem, seja em q circunstâncias for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;bruno miguel, amote com as letrinhas todas juntas para q nada possa estar entre nós e nos separe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desde 2007, p sempre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9072513156417683131-2325179950093554685?l=sarasofs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Intimidades/~4/zVFvwJQKhDM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/feeds/2325179950093554685/comments/default" title="Enviar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/melhor-amigo.html#comment-form" title="4 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/2325179950093554685" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9072513156417683131/posts/default/2325179950093554685" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Intimidades/~3/zVFvwJQKhDM/melhor-amigo.html" title="melhor amigo." /><author><name>sarasofs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03524800136668155020</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="06513026156596028031" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHjalWAEPRE/TaC_GogxOGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8kSj5Eno3pg/s72-c/Imagem0005.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sarasofs.blogspot.com/2011/04/melhor-amigo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

