<?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-5025820855207306550</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:49:57.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just my thoughts &amp; Happy Ends</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-1131997317863939809</id><published>2011-01-22T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T18:02:29.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Você passa</title><content type='html'>Você passa metade da sua história chamando 2 pessoas de &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;melhores amigas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; e ai, de uma hora pra outra , você descobre que você é&amp;nbsp;excluída&amp;nbsp;dos planos que elas fazem juntas, porque simplesmente, você não significa nada para as suas supostas &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;" melhores amigas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu só fico me perguntando, como as pessoas podem ser tão manipuladoras, a ponto de mexer com os seus sentimentos. Eu esperava isso de meninos, não de amigas :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvknzTKdHyg/S3Nfm0W6uRI/AAAAAAAAA4s/BPfSL804FOk/s320/a_importancia_da_amizade_img.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvknzTKdHyg/S3Nfm0W6uRI/AAAAAAAAA4s/BPfSL804FOk/s320/a_importancia_da_amizade_img.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-1131997317863939809?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/1131997317863939809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=1131997317863939809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1131997317863939809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1131997317863939809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2011/01/voce-passa.html' title='Você passa'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvknzTKdHyg/S3Nfm0W6uRI/AAAAAAAAA4s/BPfSL804FOk/s72-c/a_importancia_da_amizade_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-3174687850223190006</id><published>2011-01-12T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T16:12:06.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Filha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Mãe. porque as meninas comem chocolate quando algum menino parte o coração delas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Mãe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Porque o chocolate é doce e faz esquecer o quanto é amargo ter seu coração partido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Filha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;: E por que os meninos bebem quando se separam das meninas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Mãe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Porque a bebida é amarga e faz esquecer o quanto as meninas são doces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: small; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ld71HngLKgI/RyXdlwf4bNI/AAAAAAAABeA/qpkCLRwm63w/s400/mae_com_filha.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ld71HngLKgI/RyXdlwf4bNI/AAAAAAAABeA/qpkCLRwm63w/s320/mae_com_filha.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-3174687850223190006?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/3174687850223190006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=3174687850223190006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3174687850223190006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3174687850223190006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_12.html' title='.'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ld71HngLKgI/RyXdlwf4bNI/AAAAAAAABeA/qpkCLRwm63w/s72-c/mae_com_filha.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-4360404475016927834</id><published>2011-01-10T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T16:37:56.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todas as pessoas, vivem dizendo : Dias melhores virão&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas na real, eles nunca vem, eles sempre ficam guardado em algum lugar que eu nunca consegui encontrar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E ai, há um dia, que você cansa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você conhece uma pessoa,se apaixona, acredita que dessa vez vai pra frente. E ai você quebra a cara .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E mais uma vez, você quer desistir, porque cansou.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então, vocês que acreditam que dias melhores virão, eles NÃO virão, você nunca mais será feliz como você foi quando era criança, como quando você tinha seu primeiro amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas viva o hoje, e não se preocupe com o amanhã.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois se você merecer mais um dia em vida, o sol vai nascer ;]&amp;nbsp;&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;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8arl86Aoi1qdp0ofo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8arl86Aoi1qdp0ofo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5025820855207306550-4360404475016927834?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/4360404475016927834/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=4360404475016927834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/4360404475016927834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/4360404475016927834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2011/01/todas.html' title='Todas'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-984758562687593270</id><published>2011-01-05T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T18:49:12.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck &amp; Blair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Blair: &lt;/b&gt;Está aqui para tripudiar?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Chuck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Sobre o quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Blair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Bem você venceu, abra o champagne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Chuck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Eu não venci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Blair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Então por que eu sinto como se tivesse perdido?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Chuck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: O motivo pelo qual não podemos dizer aquelas três palavras não é porque não é verdade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Blair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Então, por quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Chuck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Acho que ambos sabemos que no momento que dissermos, não começaremos algo. Será o fim. Pense nisso. "Chuck e Blair indo ao cinema", "Chuck e Blair de mãos dadas".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Blair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Nós não temos que fazer essas coisas. Nós podemos fazer coisas que gostamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Chuck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Nós gostamos disso..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Blair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Dos jogos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Chuck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Sem isso não sei quanto tempo duraríamos. Seria uma questão de tempo até que estragassemos tudo. Olha, prefiro esperar. Talvez no futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: 700;"&gt;Blair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;: Eu acredito que possa haver algum prazer doloroso nisso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;(Gossip Girl-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;Episódio 2/08 - Pret-A-Poor-Jenny)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Blair'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-2117603337027012754</id><published>2011-01-04T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T09:44:11.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>^.^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não desista,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vá em frente, sempre há uma chance de você tropeçar em algo maravilhoso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;- Caio Fernando Abreu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1293557628/109787225/ln.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1293557628/109787225/ln.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5025820855207306550-2117603337027012754?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/2117603337027012754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=2117603337027012754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2117603337027012754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2117603337027012754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='^.^'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-2175480246435150655</id><published>2010-12-27T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T09:12:51.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Que venha o Novo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Ninguém pode estar ao mesmo tempo no presente e no passado. As coisas passam, e o melhor que fazemos é deixar que elas realmente possam ir embora. Tudo neste mundo visível é uma manifestação do mundo invisível, do que está acontecendo em nosso coração e o desfazer-se de certas lembranças significa também abrir espaço para que outras tomem o seu lugar. Não espere que: devolvam algo, que reconheçam seu esforço, que descubram seu gênio, que entendam seu amor. Pare de ligar sua televisão emocional e assistir ao mesmo programa. Não há nada mais perigoso que rompimentos amorosos que não são aceitos, promessas de emprego que não têm data marcada para começar, decisões que sempre são adiadas em nome do "momento ideal".&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt; Antes de começar um capítulo novo, é preciso terminar o antigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Nada é insubstituível, um hábito não é uma necessidade. Feche a porta, mude o disco, limpe a casa, sacuda a poeira. Deixe de ser quem era, e se transforme em quem é.Estamos em constante transformação, aproveite ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Que venha 2011! E que seja Bem Vindo ;]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1232247561/30453275/ln.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1232247561/30453275/ln.jpg" width="400" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-2175480246435150655?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/2175480246435150655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=2175480246435150655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2175480246435150655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2175480246435150655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/que-venha-o-novo.html' title='Que venha o Novo!'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-6445272041473663334</id><published>2010-12-24T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T10:54:34.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Querido Papai Noel;</title><content type='html'>Querido Papai Noel, sei que já lhe pedi presentes muito caros, me lembro até, que foi o Senhor que me deu minha primeira bicicleta, meu primeiro&amp;nbsp;patinete&amp;nbsp;, isso me ajudou com os machucados e meus&amp;nbsp;tampões&amp;nbsp;de dedão arrancados, mas enfim, de qualquer jeito eu imagino o trabalho que você tem com as crianças pequenas. Até hoje me lembro de quando tinha 8 anos e meu pai me contou que o senhor não existia, fiquei chocada =O&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sei, que em algum lugar, bem distante, bem dentro de mim, talvez, no fundo do meu coração, eu sei que você está lá, junto com a criança que existe dentro de mim, em algum lugar&amp;nbsp;mágico, perto de onde ficou minha&amp;nbsp;inocência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas esse ano, depois de tantos presentes caro, eu gostaria de pedir uma coisa , que se cada ser humano acreditar, será&amp;nbsp;possível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querido Papai Noel, eu quero, paz, amor, harmonia em familia, e amor universal. E que sejamos protegidos por Deus. Sei que o Senhor tem essa capacidade, pois você tem tanta força, que todas as crianças acreditam em você, e esse pedido vem de uma&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;eterna criança.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Ob&lt;/span&gt;rigada Noel (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ah! e por favor, crie um Twitter, esse negocio de cartinha já deu não acha?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ld9yl2fA6m1qb5buto1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ld9yl2fA6m1qb5buto1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;É, é isso aê, Hoje é quase Natal, vamos beber pra caral** Nois que fexa Noel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5ceVJKQM3Y/SzS4bo_ZLjI/AAAAAAAAALw/RFBrCsAynA8/s400/papai_noel_praia11406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5ceVJKQM3Y/SzS4bo_ZLjI/AAAAAAAAALw/RFBrCsAynA8/s320/papai_noel_praia11406.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-6445272041473663334?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/6445272041473663334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=6445272041473663334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/6445272041473663334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/6445272041473663334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/querido-papai-noel.html' title='Querido Papai Noel;'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5ceVJKQM3Y/SzS4bo_ZLjI/AAAAAAAAALw/RFBrCsAynA8/s72-c/papai_noel_praia11406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-6485365131315413295</id><published>2010-12-19T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T15:38:16.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;E Depois de uma decepção, eu&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; nunca&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mais fui a mesma, não consigo mais acreditar e confiar nas pessoas como antes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;____________________________________&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tnP2yXcmQiY/SLhInrYaAMI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/OcxeyEbgr8w/s400/Decep%C3%A7ao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tnP2yXcmQiY/SLhInrYaAMI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/OcxeyEbgr8w/s320/Decep%C3%A7ao.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5025820855207306550-6485365131315413295?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/6485365131315413295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=6485365131315413295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/6485365131315413295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/6485365131315413295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-depois-de-uma-decepcao-eu-nunca-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tnP2yXcmQiY/SLhInrYaAMI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/OcxeyEbgr8w/s72-c/Decep%C3%A7ao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-7943238082687142739</id><published>2010-12-18T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T17:35:20.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Afraid</title><content type='html'>Estou com medo, de sentir por você, novamente, o que sentia a 1 ano atrás, não quero voltar a sentir isso, pois já sofri demais em suas mãos. Mas você vem com um papo tão bom de ser conversado, um jeito todo seu de falar, uma beleza que balança , sempre, com o meu coração e essa vontade&amp;nbsp;incontrolável de querer te amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou com medo, de me apaixonar e você ainda assim não querer nada, pois mais que você diga o quanto me ama, por mais que eu queira acreditar é como se não&amp;nbsp;pudesse , pois o passado me prende de uma maneira cruel junto ao meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou com medo, de dar tudo errado novamente, de talvez, contar e me machucar mais do que me machuquei da ultima vez, de você não sentir efeitos com seu coração com as minhas humildes palavras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou com medo, de te perder por qualquer palavra ao vento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou com medo, de ter que deixar de conversar com você, pois você não sai do meu pensamento, não mais, depois que nos aproximamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou com medo, de tentar não ter medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Então, como você chegou até aqui debaixo da minha pele?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Jurou que nunca ia deixar você de volta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Deveria ter conhecido melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Então, tentando deixar você ir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Porque aqui nós vamos, vamos, vamos mais uma vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sei que não posso ficar tão preocupada com isso, pois o que for pra acontecer, irá. Mas porque toda as vezes que nos&amp;nbsp;aproximados&amp;nbsp;você rouba meu coração? Só me responda isso. Pois eu preciso de você aqui, como um coração precisa bater.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc24k9pKb51qcy2kto1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc24k9pKb51qcy2kto1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-7943238082687142739?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/7943238082687142739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=7943238082687142739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7943238082687142739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7943238082687142739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-afraid.html' title='I&apos;m Afraid'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-626656876896305221</id><published>2010-12-17T10:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T10:44:47.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apesar de tudo,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Apesar se tudo, as lembranças sempre tomarão conta da minha mente. Eu nunca irei esquecer nada do que passamos juntas. Você foi e sempre será a pessoa mais especial da minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Apesar de eu saber que tudo acaba, eu realmente não queria que isso tivesse acabado. Pareceu um sonho, do qual eu não queria ter acordado nunca, mas fui obrigada a isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Obrigada por ter me feito a pessoa mais feliz do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Saiba que eu sempre irei levar você comigo, e meu sentimento continuará o mesmo. Sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Os momentos que passamos juntas irá ficar guardado em um lugar que ninguém nunca conseguirá tirar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vai ser sempre a minha melhor amiga. eu te amo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-color: initial; border-style: initial;"&gt;&lt;img height="14px" src="http://static3.orkut.com/img/smiley/r_heart.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" width="14px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adriana Kaku Defende *-*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TQuvBwb1FlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GU0nkfGyCuQ/s1600/Camera%25C2%25B9+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TQuvBwb1FlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GU0nkfGyCuQ/s320/Camera%25C2%25B9+020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-626656876896305221?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/626656876896305221/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=626656876896305221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/626656876896305221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/626656876896305221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/apesar-de-tudo.html' title='Apesar de tudo,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TQuvBwb1FlI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GU0nkfGyCuQ/s72-c/Camera%25C2%25B9+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-7610864440603338592</id><published>2010-12-14T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T14:05:00.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perco tempo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perco tempo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E faço coisas que você parece nem notar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Tantos planos e outra vez eu vou embora sem saber o que falar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Talvez eu seja só um novo amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;talvez eu queira te levar comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Pra bem longe daqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Onde nem o céu seja o limite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Esperei o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Falar por mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Coisas que eu não sei dizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Olhando pra você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Sei que vejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Você de um jeito que ninguém consegue enxergar .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Eu tee amo muito &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1291408389/107579130/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1291408389/107579130/of.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-7610864440603338592?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/7610864440603338592/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=7610864440603338592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7610864440603338592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7610864440603338592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/perco-tempo.html' title='Perco tempo...'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-3750982363879493284</id><published>2010-12-10T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T14:42:55.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Já amou...</title><content type='html'>Já amou tanto alguém que mal conseguia respirar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vocês se encontram, os olhares se trocam, aparentemente ele sabe o que você sente, vocês tem chance de dar certo, mais por serem tão&amp;nbsp;tímidos, não trocam nem um oi! Ai meu Deus, eu nunca senti isso antes, nunca. E quando joga bola?! Tira a camisa, aquele corpo que me faz delirar, você percebe coisas que nunca viu em ninguém, mais tem em todos, como o jeito de andar. Um arrepio sobe como se parecesse que você iria parar de respirar, como se naquele momento você morreria de amor, definitivamente. E quando sua janela sobe no MSN, meu&amp;nbsp;estômago embrulha, meu coração pulsa como se você estivesse em uma montanha russa de tão acelerado. É de chegar a um ponte, de não sentir, frio, fome, dor, raiva. Parece que meus pés tocam apenas o ar, não existe chão, pois você me faz sentir isso. Chove, chove em mim e em você. Eu sou queria ter você, nesse momento, pra dizer ao mundo que você é só meu. "&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Droid Sans Mono', Arial, Helvetica, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vai só ficar lá me vendo queimar, mas tudo bem. Porque eu gosto da forma como isso dói. Vai ficar lá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Droid Sans Mono', Arial, Helvetica, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;e&amp;nbsp;me ouvir chorar, mas tudo bem. Porque eu amo o&amp;nbsp;jeito como você mente. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Droid Sans Mono', Arial, Helvetica, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Venha pra mim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GjVo8ynvGqs/TDXtm1UTu3I/AAAAAAAABYs/w18COWAnCR8/s400/casal-guarda-chuva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GjVo8ynvGqs/TDXtm1UTu3I/AAAAAAAABYs/w18COWAnCR8/s320/casal-guarda-chuva.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Droid Sans Mono', Arial, Helvetica, serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-3750982363879493284?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/3750982363879493284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=3750982363879493284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3750982363879493284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3750982363879493284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/ja-amou.html' title='Já amou...'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GjVo8ynvGqs/TDXtm1UTu3I/AAAAAAAABYs/w18COWAnCR8/s72-c/casal-guarda-chuva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-7070620399191943029</id><published>2010-12-09T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T12:03:47.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poderiamos casar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;Teríamos um apartamento, tomaríamos café as cinco da tarde, discordaríamos quanto a cor das cortinas, não arrumaríamos a cama diariamente, a geladeira seria repleta de congelados e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;c&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;oca-cola, o armário, de porcarias, adiaríamos o despertador umas trinta vezes, sentaríamos na sala de pijama e pantufas, sairíamos pra jantar em dia de chuva e chegariamos encharcados, nos beijaríamos no meio de alguma frase, você pegaria no sono com a mão no meu cabelo e eu, escutando sua respiração. Eu riria sem motivo e você perguntaria porque, eu não responderia, saberíamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poderíamos casar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1269373480/96160860/ln.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1269373480/96160860/ln.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-7070620399191943029?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/7070620399191943029/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=7070620399191943029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7070620399191943029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7070620399191943029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/poderiamos-casar.html' title='Poderiamos casar...'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-7964614460717565969</id><published>2010-12-09T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T04:10:47.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Para pra</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Para pra pensar, porque eu já me toquei, eu te escolhi você me escolheu, eu sei. Tá escancarado vai negar pro coração, que você tá, com sintomas de paixão. É quando os olhos se caçam em meio a multidão, quando a gente se esbarra andando em qualquer direção, quando&amp;nbsp;indiscreta mente a gente vai perdendo o chão. Vai ficando bobo,&lt;b&gt; vai ficando bobo&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ai já era, é hora de se entregar, o amor não espera só deixa o tempo passar, e fica pro coração a missão de avisar. E meu ta dando sinal: e tá querendo te amar. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jorge e Mateus- Ai já era&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1291132709/108478832/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1291132709/108478832/of.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-7964614460717565969?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/7964614460717565969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=7964614460717565969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7964614460717565969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7964614460717565969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/para-pra.html' title='Para pra'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-8305842827659416794</id><published>2010-12-02T13:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T13:25:38.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>De toda,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;De toda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;a saudades que eu sinto, a de você é a mais forte, de todos os beijos o seu foi o mais gostoso, de todas as almas a sua foi a mais gêmea, de todas as esperanças em amores depositadas o seu foi o que teve mais crédito, de toda a vontade de ficar junto, a vontade que mais me dominou foi a sua. Por isso de todos os amores eternos por mim prometidos, o seu foi o&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;verdadeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img3.orkut.com/images/mittel/1265565976/93043651/tu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img3.orkut.com/images/mittel/1265565976/93043651/tu.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-8305842827659416794?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/8305842827659416794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=8305842827659416794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/8305842827659416794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/8305842827659416794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/de-toda_02.html' title='De toda,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-1779046559567402177</id><published>2010-12-01T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T08:21:38.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu mudei,</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Eu mudei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, simplesmente mudei.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mudei a minha atitude, mudei minhas verdades, mudei meu jeito de viver, agora o negocio e não julgar as pessoas ao os atos delas antes de conversar com essa pessoa. Mudei por mim, não por você, mudei porque sei que isso me faria bem, mudei pois cansei de ser sempre a ultima a ter alguma felicidade, pois cansei de ser feliz pelos os outros. Mudei o meu jeito de falar, não tenho mais papas na&amp;nbsp;língua, falo o que vier a minha cabeça, mudei para o modo sinceridade, ser sincera e verdadeira acima de tudo é prioridade. E se você ainda estiver achando que sou santa, desminto pra você, não sou santa, pois santa todo mundo beija e passa a mão. Mudei, só pra você poder pensar duas vezes antes de me dar uma tirada, pois vai ouvir muitas verdades minha. EU sei que está no final do ano pra mudar agora, mas nunca é tarde pra ser a pessoa que você realmente é. Sorry my friend, eu não sou legal, extrovertida,&amp;nbsp;simpática&amp;nbsp;, sou do jeito que eu sou. EU mudei, e se você não gostar, o problema é seu, a vida é minha, a personalidade é minha, e eu cansei de&amp;nbsp;esconde-la&amp;nbsp;em um guarda roupas cheio de poeira, pois já guardei verdades demais , e por muito tempo, escondidas. Não gostou MESMO? HÁHÁHÁ,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aos incomodados com minha presença que se mudem. Fala o que quer? Ouve o que não quer, OTÁRIO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;EU MUDEI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 Beijos,&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Karla Oliveira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/500/11769099/Plastiscines+25style01_600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/500/11769099/Plastiscines+25style01_600.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-1779046559567402177?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/1779046559567402177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=1779046559567402177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1779046559567402177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1779046559567402177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/eu-mudei.html' title='Eu mudei,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-3411649545368956546</id><published>2010-12-01T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T08:05:13.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu mundo,</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Meu mundo&lt;/b&gt; está caindo, já não sei mais o que fazer, ou até mesmo em quem confiar, as vezes sinto que nem na minha melhor amiga posso contar nessas horas. Eu sei que é besteira, mas só falo o que vem do fundo do meu coração, é o que sinto, e nunca vou poder esconder isso, por mais que tentasse, o ano está acabando e com ele se vai a 8ª serie, a despedida de uma escola que você estuda desde o pré, não é tão fácil se despedir de uma escola que você estudou 9 anos, e conheceu as &lt;b&gt;melhores pessoas da sua vida&lt;/b&gt;, que você quer levar com você &lt;b&gt;pro resto da sua vida&lt;/b&gt;. Mas ao mesmo tempo, ver que aquelas notas, por mais baixas que sejam, te ajudaram a passar, e você ira pra uma nova vida, com pessoas novas, sempre com os velhos e melhores amigos, mas conhecendo novas pessoas, criando uma nova vida, tentando a cada dia se esforçar mais pra ser alguém na vida, alguém que de orgulho aos seus pais, como no meu sonho de vida, ser uma grande jogadora de &lt;b&gt;Handebol&lt;/b&gt;, e levar MILHARES de &lt;b&gt;trofeis&lt;/b&gt;, e mostrar aos seus pais o quanto eles podem se orgulhar de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu só cansei de estar sozinha, e ficar de "vela" , agora eu só quero você, pois estou caindo aos pedaços mas continuo tentando sorrir. Essa coisa me detona, ter que fingir que está tudo bem nunca me agradou. Mas lutar pra não demonstra é automaticamente mais forte que eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Não &amp;nbsp;tem nada demais você querer uma pessoa que te ame, como você a ama. ou tem?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/83ff7c5240f1ec9bccf085ec819430756ae267d1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/83ff7c5240f1ec9bccf085ec819430756ae267d1.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-3411649545368956546?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/3411649545368956546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=3411649545368956546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3411649545368956546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3411649545368956546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/12/meu-mundo.html' title='Meu mundo,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-1478787774699467404</id><published>2010-11-29T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T11:47:34.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O que não;</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;O que não&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;é&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;pra ser não vai ser. Não adianta você insistir, tentar mil e uma coisas ou mil e um planos mirabolantes,porque não irão funcionar. O que está no seu destino está, simplesmente simples assim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você pode grita, chorar, chingar , e falar que &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;ODEIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; os seus pais por não terem deixado você ir a aquele lugar com aquela pessoa&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt; TÃO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;especial, se for pra acontecer vai acontecer e você não terá que se preocupar, mas se não for pra acontecer,&amp;nbsp;conforme-se, e aceite o o que a vida está lhe reservando, pois no final, é isso que define quem você é de verdade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma pessoas de carne e ossos, que chora, sente, briga, grita, e se articula como qualquer outro ser humano normal. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;#Reflita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/157d2d2c958a8229ebcd3e8fd1817922e63c5e9c.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://d.yimg.com/gg/u/157d2d2c958a8229ebcd3e8fd1817922e63c5e9c.jpeg" width="320" /&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;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-1478787774699467404?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/1478787774699467404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=1478787774699467404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1478787774699467404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1478787774699467404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-que-nao.html' title='O que não;'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-4194970318478299235</id><published>2010-11-27T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T12:00:51.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volte para casa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Olá Mundo, espero que esteja me escutando, me perdoe se eu sou novo para falar de vez. &amp;nbsp;Ali está alguém que eu estava com saudades, eu penso que poderiam ser a melhor parte de mim, estão em seu próprio lugar tentando fazer a coisa certa mas eu estou cansado de justificar, então eu digo que você irá..., volte para casa,&lt;b&gt;volte pra casa&lt;/b&gt;, porque eu estive esperando por você durante tanto tempo,&lt;b&gt; durante tanto tempo&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;E agora há uma guerra entre as vaidades, mas tudo o que eu vejo é você e eu. E lutar por você é tudo que eu sempre soube, então volte pra casa.&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou perdido na beleza, de tudo que eu vejo, o mundo não é tão mau como o pintam ser . Se todos os filho, se todas as filhas parassem á compreender isso, bem, esperançosamente, o ódio&amp;nbsp;diminuiria&amp;nbsp;e o amor poderia começar. Isso pode começar agora...Bem, talvez, eu esteja apenas sonhando alto, até lá. Volte para casa,&lt;b&gt;volte pra casa&lt;/b&gt;, porque eu estive esperando por você durante tanto tempo,&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;durante tanto tempo&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;E agora há uma guerra entre as vaidades, mas tudo o que eu vejo é você e eu. E lutar por você é tudo que eu sempre soube, então volte pra casa.Tudo o que eu não posso ser, é tudo o que eu deveria ser e é por isso que eu preciso de você aqui, tudo o que eu não posso ser é tudo o que você deveria ser e é por isso que eu preciso de você aqui, então escute isso agora. Volte para casa,&lt;b&gt;volte pra casa&lt;/b&gt;, porque eu estive esperando por você durante tanto tempo,&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;durante tanto tempo&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;E agora há uma guerra entre as vaidades, mas tudo o que eu vejo é você e eu. E lutar por você é tudo que eu sempre soube, então volte pra casa. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;Musica: Come Home- OneRepublic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://61fapa.bay.livefilestore.com/y1m8WAiyQ6BQkbDd4N5Wmm_jfmj9RYboXmN6Yz-kSbA_BdHf0TqYLUBfSO_wiZ4w9gQ8XaIXRvWcXrjW91dF6_uUHUS4BIHslJHJbjHIyn_uSLiw0o6cvE2gEEKfWDyIZGLqb0eTnI4WkkRgq5Sf66IEQ/3652700547_5fabe2805f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://61fapa.bay.livefilestore.com/y1m8WAiyQ6BQkbDd4N5Wmm_jfmj9RYboXmN6Yz-kSbA_BdHf0TqYLUBfSO_wiZ4w9gQ8XaIXRvWcXrjW91dF6_uUHUS4BIHslJHJbjHIyn_uSLiw0o6cvE2gEEKfWDyIZGLqb0eTnI4WkkRgq5Sf66IEQ/3652700547_5fabe2805f.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/5025820855207306550-4194970318478299235?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/4194970318478299235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=4194970318478299235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/4194970318478299235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/4194970318478299235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/volte-para-casa.html' title='Volte para casa.'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-3773614396083196754</id><published>2010-11-26T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T18:51:22.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As melhores,</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;As melhores coisas, eu sei que vivi com vocês, as melhores coisas é que vão ficar na minha memória. Os apelidos, foram tantos, as vezes de magoar, mais depois de se acostumar! Com vocês eu vivi as melhores coisas da minha vida. As provas, na hora de colar e passar cola. As zueras, coitados do professores, como sofreram na nossa mão. E só de começar a pensar que isso ta no fim. Que falta quase 1 semana pro fim. que depois disso vais ser o fim. Dói no peito, bate na alma e escorre pelos olhos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TPBxauXeVXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oPGCx9qubuk/s1600/OgAAALvljqgYZSwY1FY8BlsiDiiLWiN0tLP4WNxsIxUJeKcgqy38I02PWlnXgRIswrbYbYH05k6TEX6DL4FMD8Y6pMcAm1T1UOTAFmOewEXGrFg7_94YcsM4Mrlz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TPBxauXeVXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oPGCx9qubuk/s320/OgAAALvljqgYZSwY1FY8BlsiDiiLWiN0tLP4WNxsIxUJeKcgqy38I02PWlnXgRIswrbYbYH05k6TEX6DL4FMD8Y6pMcAm1T1UOTAFmOewEXGrFg7_94YcsM4Mrlz.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;E 8ª serie A, a minha sala, as zueras masi zuadas! eu não seria NADA sem vocês.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TPBxdESkPoI/AAAAAAAAAIw/a_11zT-abiQ/s1600/OgAAAH93ubRHcfWnvSz-oYJnl3W1_yauGGvGy7K-qnZStcL5mCIyuO7DJVCosls4kDt6L0RfKKa7VOWIp-LV_ClujOEAm1T1UAkRIZXZTY7puOyBme4l3vXNJSX2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TPBxdESkPoI/AAAAAAAAAIw/a_11zT-abiQ/s320/OgAAAH93ubRHcfWnvSz-oYJnl3W1_yauGGvGy7K-qnZStcL5mCIyuO7DJVCosls4kDt6L0RfKKa7VOWIp-LV_ClujOEAm1T1UAkRIZXZTY7puOyBme4l3vXNJSX2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E o amigo secreto, NADA secreto? AHUSHAUSHU &amp;nbsp;Foi o melhor, mas com VOCÊS, se não fosse com vocês, não seria bom. Vocês se tornaram na minha vida, viraram meu oxigênio, vocês são DEMAIS, muito mais do que eu sempre quis. EU AMOO VOCÊSSS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86xXWKXL3AI&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;VIDEO DAS OITAVAS&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-3773614396083196754?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/3773614396083196754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=3773614396083196754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3773614396083196754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3773614396083196754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-melhores.html' title='As melhores,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TPBxauXeVXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oPGCx9qubuk/s72-c/OgAAALvljqgYZSwY1FY8BlsiDiiLWiN0tLP4WNxsIxUJeKcgqy38I02PWlnXgRIswrbYbYH05k6TEX6DL4FMD8Y6pMcAm1T1UOTAFmOewEXGrFg7_94YcsM4Mrlz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-1121587888642221898</id><published>2010-11-24T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T15:32:34.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't live without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Agr :@ .&amp;nbsp;não dá! porqueeeeeeeeeeeeeeee? Saco, tem tanta coisa que eu quero te contar! Você é simplesmente a pessoa que eu mais confio, e as vezes eu sinto que não posso confiar!&amp;nbsp;Principalmente&amp;nbsp;quando a gente briga.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E sim, me faço de criança, oque até, as vezes, irrita a mim própria, mas você é, acima de tudo e todos é meu melhor amigo, e meu maior amor do mundo, aquele que você , talvez, um dia entenderá.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E esse é o &amp;nbsp;meu jeito, eu só percebo oque eu fiz depois de feito, faz parte da minha personalidade. e parte dos meus defeitos. Eu sei que você odeia quando eu ajo desse jeito, mas faz parte de quem eu sou. Essa sou eu, e eu sei que você gosta dela, porque eu gosto do seu jeito todo nerd, SUPER inteligente, e também adoro o jeito atrapalhado do qual você fala.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E meu amor por você é incondicional, e irracional, muito mais do que um dia eu sonhei pra minha vida. EU só te amo&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #202020; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #202020; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;De&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Karla oliveira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;para&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/giangalhardo" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Gian galhardo.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3Oex2yJCH0/SwXT3JkpjCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3TVBsXDo5RA/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3Oex2yJCH0/SwXT3JkpjCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3TVBsXDo5RA/s400/untitled.bmp" width="315" /&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;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&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/5025820855207306550-1121587888642221898?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/1121587888642221898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=1121587888642221898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1121587888642221898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1121587888642221898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/cant-live-without-you.html' title='Can&apos;t live without you'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g3Oex2yJCH0/SwXT3JkpjCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3TVBsXDo5RA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-5296270049693312742</id><published>2010-11-24T07:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T07:04:47.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sempre'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #741b47;"&gt;Sempre, Por todos os caminhos eu serei verdadeiro. Chamando seu nome, se você pudesse me escutar agora. Gostaria de nunca ter dito tão alto, a escolha de ficar sem você. Sempre ficarei com você, sempre, saiba que todas essas palavras são... ; Saiba que eu posso sentir algo que nunca pensei que fosse real. Sempre estarei com você, sempre, saiba que todas essas palavras são, verdadeiras.&amp;nbsp;Chamando seu nome, se você &amp;nbsp;pudesse me escutar agora, gostaria de nunca ter dito tão alto. A escolha de ficar sem você. Sempre ficarei com você, sempre, saiba que todas essas palavras são...; saiba que eu posso sentir algo que eu nunca pensei que fosse real. Sempre estarei com você, sempre, &amp;nbsp;saiba que todas essas palavras são verdadeiras.&amp;nbsp;Se você ficar, eu não irei embora, se você for, eu sempre te esperarei aqui, ão me inporto.&amp;nbsp;Tudo que sei. Se você ficar, eu não irei embora.&amp;nbsp;Se você for, eu sempre te esperarei aqui.&amp;nbsp;Estarei aqui, não me importo, não me importo.&amp;nbsp;Porque Sempre, eu sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #741b47;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Musica: Always. Banda: Sum 41&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, FreeMono, monospace; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ktGowfznDg/Sd63BMAcERI/AAAAAAAAAAw/5yGziZFA6EI/S660/banksy_always_hope.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ktGowfznDg/Sd63BMAcERI/AAAAAAAAAAw/5yGziZFA6EI/S660/banksy_always_hope.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-5296270049693312742?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/5296270049693312742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=5296270049693312742&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/5296270049693312742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/5296270049693312742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/sempre_24.html' title='Sempre&apos;'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ktGowfznDg/Sd63BMAcERI/AAAAAAAAAAw/5yGziZFA6EI/s72-c/banksy_always_hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-7742219784576296944</id><published>2010-11-22T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T15:27:22.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As coisas;</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;As coisas mudam de lugar. E de repente que perdeu, pode ganhar. Você pode estar por cima em um dia, no outro você pode estar por baixo. As vezes você sente aquele desanimo, não quer se mexer, não quer sair pra viver, as vezes até respirar. Não se convença por grandes palavras, mas sim por&lt;b&gt; grandes atitudes&lt;/b&gt;, pois palavras o vento leva. E quando elas voarem você apenas vai se lembrar delas saindo da boca, e não fazendo parte da sua vida como uma atitude.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Levante a cabeça, acorde de manhã, se olhe no espelho, você pode estar com o cabelo todo em pé, a cara amassada, mas se olhe no espelho e fale para o seu próprio reflexo: - Eu sou linda, e hoje é o meu dia!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E claro que isso só vai lhe fazer bem para a auto estima, mas vá se falando isso, todos os dias pela manhã, e você vai acabar se convencendo disso. Tente ser menos&amp;nbsp;tímida&amp;nbsp;no seu dia a dia , vá a alguns lugares que você nunca se imaginaria, vá; Mas com a certeza de que o sol vai te guiar. Sente com o seu namorado, e fale o quanto você o ama, fale a ele que já escolheu o nome dos seus filhos, as musicas do casamento e até os objetos de decoração que vai usar na sala de estar em uma casa&amp;nbsp;aconchegada&amp;nbsp;a beira da praia. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;E o final das contas, e sempre melhor você olhar a vida por um lado positivo, &lt;b&gt;sempre&lt;/b&gt;, pois a verdade é que todas as pessoas um dia irão te machucar, mais vai vir de você pelas quais valeram a pena sofrer; E é nessas horas que você pode encontrar seus amigos de verdade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.orkut.com/images/mittel/1270333077/56650874/tu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img2.orkut.com/images/mittel/1270333077/56650874/tu.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-7742219784576296944?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/7742219784576296944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=7742219784576296944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7742219784576296944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7742219784576296944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-coisas.html' title='As coisas;'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-7052462625327046086</id><published>2010-11-20T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T08:32:01.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queria aquele,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Queria aquele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; teu beijo de volta,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 17px;"&gt;queria aquele abraço apertado que você me dava, queria ouvir te amo de você mais uma vez, queria ver aquele enorme sorriso no teu rosto quando você me via , queria poder te abraçar e não te soltar mais, queria ouvir conselhos que você me dava, queria falar coisas maravilhosas mais uma vez, queria passar o dia ao teu lado , sempre sorrindo, queria poder ter você ao meu lado de novo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1202677792/44920524.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1202677792/44920524.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-7052462625327046086?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/7052462625327046086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=7052462625327046086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7052462625327046086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7052462625327046086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/queria-aquele.html' title='Queria aquele,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-7806973563391480069</id><published>2010-11-19T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T14:53:36.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu Cresci</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000084; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000084; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;anhei algumas marcas no rosto que nunca vão se apagar , ganhei alguns anos a mais dos quais jamais vou me livrar , fiquei com algumas cicatrizes das quedas em meio a rodinha de brincadeira , ganhei alguns quilos a mais , o número da minha calça deu um salto enorme , meu sapato de princesa foi substituído por um daqueles saltos poderosos , o secador tomou o lugar do tic tac que prendia meus cabelos , o perfume de bebê foi trocado por um cheiro forte e chamativo , meu vestido de batismo permanece ali guardado ,como se minha mãe quisesse me por no colo outra vez . Eu cresci . Tem doído , são tantos tombos , são tantas cicatrizes , mas que dessa vez marcam aqui dentro .Eu cresci , e não vejo a menor graça nisso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000084; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1287974040/107539648/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1287974040/107539648/of.jpg" width="244" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000084; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-7806973563391480069?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/7806973563391480069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=7806973563391480069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7806973563391480069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7806973563391480069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-cresci.html' title='Eu Cresci'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-8799491895216921797</id><published>2010-11-15T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T12:22:32.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Não quero;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Não quero alguem, quє morrα dє αmor ρor mim. Só ρrєciso dє αlguém quє vivα ρor mim, quє quєirα єstαr junto dє mim, mє αbrαςαndo. Quєro αρєnαs quє mє αmє, não mє imρortαndo com quє intєnsidαdє. Quєro ρodєr fєchαr mєus olhos є imαginαr αlguém, є ρodєr tєr α αbsolutα cєrtєzα dє quє єssє αlguém tαmbém ρєnsα єm mim quαndo fєchα os olhos. Quєriα tєr α cєrtєzα dє quє αρєsαr dє minhαs rєnúnciαs є loucurαs, αlguém mє vαlorizα ρєlo quє sou, não ρєlo quє tєnho. Quєro ρodєr tєr α libєrdαdє dє dizєr o quє sinto α umα ρєssoα, є ρodєr dizєr α αlguém o quαnto єlє é єsρєciαl є imρortαntє ρrα mim, sєm tєr dє mє ρrєocuραr com tєrcєiros, sєm corrєr o risco dє fєrir umα ou mαis ρєssoαs com єssє sєntimєnto. Quєro, um diα, ρodєr dizєr às ρєssoαs quє nαdα foi єm vão quє o αmor єxistє, quє vαlє α ρєnα sє doαr às αmizαdєs є às ρєssoαs, quє α vidα é bєlα sim, є quє єu sєmρrє dєi o mєlhor dє mim,є quє vαlєu α ρєnα.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1274246436/102010111/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1274246436/102010111/of.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-8799491895216921797?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/8799491895216921797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=8799491895216921797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/8799491895216921797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/8799491895216921797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/nao-quero.html' title='Não quero;'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-1119419939986708728</id><published>2010-11-13T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T08:04:26.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabe,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sabe aquele amor?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aquele que eu te dei?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pega ele e envia no&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt; CÚ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;¬¬&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img3.orkut.com/images/mittel/1288376203/107782329/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img3.orkut.com/images/mittel/1288376203/107782329/of.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;@.@&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-1119419939986708728?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/1119419939986708728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=1119419939986708728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1119419939986708728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1119419939986708728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/sabe.html' title='Sabe,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-3568114011289015833</id><published>2010-11-12T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T17:39:59.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me joga...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me joga na panela, me chama de miojo, espera 3 minutos e vem que tá gostoso (66'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img3.orkut.com/images/mittel/1288560140/107781972/ln.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img3.orkut.com/images/mittel/1288560140/107781972/ln.jpg" width="256" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-3568114011289015833?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/3568114011289015833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=3568114011289015833&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3568114011289015833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3568114011289015833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/me-joga.html' title='Me joga...'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-6151386190600690822</id><published>2010-11-12T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T17:27:18.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida vai trazer- Mc Pikeno e Menor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cabecalho" id="cabecalho_0" style="background-attachment: initial !important; background-clip: initial !important; background-color: initial !important; background-image: none !important; background-origin: initial !important; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; clear: both; float: none !important; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; overflow-x: hidden !important; overflow-y: hidden !important; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 85px !important; position: static !important; text-decoration: none !important; width: auto !important;"&gt;&lt;h1 class="cabecalhoh1" name="cabecalhos" style="background-attachment: initial !important; background-clip: initial !important; 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font-weight: 400;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Mc Pikeno e Menor /&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=864RXP7mYas&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 class="cabecalhoh2" name="cabecalhos" style="background-attachment: initial !important; background-clip: initial !important; background-color: initial !important; background-image: none !important; background-origin: initial !important; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: none !important; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: 400; height: auto !important; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 2em !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: static !important; text-align: left; text-decoration: none !important; text-transform: lowercase; width: auto !important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="main_cnt" style="background-attachment: initial !important; background-clip: initial !important; background-color: initial !important; background-image: none !important; background-origin: initial !important; float: left; font-size: 16px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 140px; margin-right: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; position: relative; text-decoration: none !important; text-transform: none !important; width: 683px;"&gt;&lt;div class="col_left" id="col_left_0" name="teste" style="background-attachment: initial !important; background-clip: initial !important; background-color: initial !important; background-image: none !important; background-origin: initial !important; float: left !important; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 15px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px !important; margin-right: 19px; margin-top: 0px !important; padding-bottom: 0px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important; position: static !important; text-decoration: none !important; text-transform: none !important; width: 463px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quem disse, que eu tava querendo um outro alguém &lt;br /&gt;Mentiu e viu, que foi você e não foi mais ninguém!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas não vou mais te esperar, esse filme eu conheço.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A vida vai trazer quem eu mereço&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial !important; background-clip: initial !important; background-color: initial !important; background-image: none !important; background-origin: initial !important; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: none !important; font-size: 12px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: static !important; text-align: left; text-decoration: none !important; text-transform: none !important; width: auto !important;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Agora eu vi o que fez mal pro coração,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foi ter quec esperar sua decisão de sim ou não&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Te pedi pra ficar, você decidiu partir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A inveja alheia conseguiu nos destruir!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E tá difícil, e sem chance de ombro amigo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cansei, levantei, se eu quero eu posso, eu consigo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sonhador...se levantou e hoje diz:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E quem perdeu que chore, eu vou atrás de ser feliz!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial !important; background-clip: initial !important; background-color: initial !important; background-image: none !important; background-origin: initial !important; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: none !important; font-size: 12px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: static !important; text-align: left; text-decoration: none !important; text-transform: none !important; width: auto !important;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quem disse que eu tava querendo um outro alguém&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mentiu e viu, que foi vocêf e não foi mais ninguém!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas não vou cmais te esperar, esse filme eu conheço.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A vida vai trazer quem eu mereço. (2 vezes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial !important; background-clip: initial !important; background-color: initial !important; background-image: none !important; background-origin: initial !important; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: none !important; font-size: 12px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: static !important; text-align: left; text-decoration: none !important; text-transform: none !important; width: auto !important;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Agora eu vi o que fez mal pro coração,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foi ter que esperar sua decisão de sim ou não&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Te pedi pra ficar, você decidiu partir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A inveja alheia conseguiu nos destruir!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E tá difícil, e sem chance def ombro amigo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cansei, levanftei, se eu quero eu posso, eu consigo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sonhador...se levantou e hoje diz:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E quem perdeu que chore, eu vou atrás de ser feliz!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial !important; background-clip: initial !important; background-color: initial !important; background-image: none !important; background-origin: initial !important; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; float: none !important; font-size: 12px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: static !important; text-align: left; text-decoration: none !important; text-transform: none !important; width: auto !important;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quem disse que eu tava querendo um outro alguém&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mentiu e viu, que foi você e não foi mais ninguém!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais não vou mais te esperar, esse filme eu conheço.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A vida vai trazer quem eu mereço.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quem disse que eu tava querendo um outro alguém&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mentiu e viu que foi você e não foi mais ninguém&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais não vou mais te esperar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esse filme efu conheço&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A vida vai trazer quem efu mereço&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A vida vai trazer quem eu mereço...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A vida vai trazer quem eu mereço...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;♬&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;♬&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;♬&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTOZnSbU7TMuV9LEuz8ihmww2PCxqm0jgcEn_49ikWs27XAJLOvsw" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTOZnSbU7TMuV9LEuz8ihmww2PCxqm0jgcEn_49ikWs27XAJLOvsw" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&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/5025820855207306550-6151386190600690822?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/6151386190600690822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=6151386190600690822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/6151386190600690822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/6151386190600690822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/vida-vai-trazer-mc-pikeno-e-menor.html' title='A vida vai trazer- Mc Pikeno e Menor'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-816231530441155398</id><published>2010-11-11T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:46:05.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ela&amp;Ele</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ela: &lt;/b&gt;Você me ama? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ele:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: small; font-style: italic; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ela:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Você mudaria alguma coisa sobre mim, se pudesse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ele:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ela:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ele:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Seu sobrenome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1289221097/108096622/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1289221097/108096622/of.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-816231530441155398?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/816231530441155398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=816231530441155398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/816231530441155398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/816231530441155398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/ela_11.html' title='Ela&amp;Ele'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-6723543831887174008</id><published>2010-11-11T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:29:03.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goste,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goste&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;de alguem, que te ame, alguém que te espere, alguém que te compreenda mesmo nos momentos de loucura. de alguém que te ajude e que te guie, que seja seu apoio, tua esperança, teu tudo. goste de alguém que não te traia, que seja fiel, que sonhe contigo, que só pense em ti, no teu rosto, na tua delicadeza, no teu espírito e não só no teu corpo. goste de alguém que te espere até o final, de alguém que sofra junto contigo, que ria junto a ti, que enxugue tuas lágrimas. que te abrigue quando necessário, que fique feliz com tuas alegrias e que te dê forças depois de um fracasso. goste de alguém que volte para conversar depois da briga, depois do desencontro. de alguém que caminhe junto a ti, que seja companheiro, que respeite tuas fantasias, tuas ilusões. goste de alguém que te ame.. não goste apenas do amor, goste de alguém que sinta o mesmo por você .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000084;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1284951887/106539355/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1284951887/106539355/of.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: lime;"&gt;@.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-6723543831887174008?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/6723543831887174008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=6723543831887174008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/6723543831887174008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/6723543831887174008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/goste.html' title='Goste,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-8104492490184591772</id><published>2010-11-10T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:20:05.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raiva :@@</title><content type='html'>Ai, estou com MUIIITA raiva, tanta raiva que escorre pelos olhos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque simplesmente ninguem entende que você é meu? Meu e de mais ningueem ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero que essas menininhas que ficam em cima dele, MOORRAAAAAM :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principalmente essa ALEMÃ retardada que se acha melhor do que eu! Vai beber , sua idiota :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J7hVXBmdWVI/TCTuNjDybYI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Efpc4crc1BE/s1600/raiva11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J7hVXBmdWVI/TCTuNjDybYI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Efpc4crc1BE/s320/raiva11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-8104492490184591772?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/8104492490184591772/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=8104492490184591772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/8104492490184591772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/8104492490184591772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/raiva.html' title='Raiva :@@'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J7hVXBmdWVI/TCTuNjDybYI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Efpc4crc1BE/s72-c/raiva11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-2392024576904907943</id><published>2010-11-08T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T12:30:11.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabe o amor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: x-large; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sabe o amor?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ele não começa com "era uma vez" e nem termina com "felizes para sempre". Ele começa com um sorriso, uma lágrima. Ele começa com palavras doces, simpáticas e verdadeiras. Ele começa com um olhar, com uma conversa. Ele começa como uma música, que faz todos entrarem dentro dela e envolve cada vez mais em suas armadilhas. Independente das pessoas, dos lugares, e dos tempos, sempre vai ser amor. O amor não é feito de palavrinhas idiotas; o amor é feito de grandes gestos; como aviões levando faixas sobre estádios; propostas em telões, ou palavras gigantes escritas no céu. O amor é ir mais além mesmo que doa, deixando tudo pra traz. O amor é encontrar uma coragem dentro de si que nem se sabia que existia!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1269796390/91772779/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1269796390/91772779/of.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;@.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-2392024576904907943?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/2392024576904907943/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=2392024576904907943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2392024576904907943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2392024576904907943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/sabe-o-amor.html' title='Sabe o amor?'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-4497919206631510188</id><published>2010-11-08T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T09:55:44.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesmo,</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: x-large; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mesmo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: small; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt; que eu tentasse, talvez eu não pudesse explicar racionalmente o que me leva a gostar tanto de você; o que me leva a sentir tão bem e feliz de ter você aqui. as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;brigas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt; são inevitáveis, o extresse faz parte, mais se eu pudesse evitar cada motivo de&amp;nbsp;discórdia&amp;nbsp;eu evitaria, você não sabe a tristeza que bate no meu peito, mas consigo superar apesar de tudo, como um filme no final tudo tem que dar certo. assim espero, ficar sempre contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1278430086/52763416/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1278430086/52763416/of.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www%2Ctwitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;@.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-4497919206631510188?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/4497919206631510188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=4497919206631510188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/4497919206631510188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/4497919206631510188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/mesmo.html' title='Mesmo,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-3700750109485078511</id><published>2010-11-06T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T17:32:59.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu desisto,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Eu desisto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;de sofrer tanto, desisto de torcer pra que você me note, desisto de escrever textos e mais textos pra você, praticamente entregando e expondo esse sentimento... eu desisto de ler livros e lembrar da nossa história, desisto de escutar músicas e lembrar do seu sorriso, desisto de ver filmes e torcer pra que o nosso final seja tão feliz quanto o da mocinha. Desisto de ser seu ombro amigo, desisto de ser sua segunda opção, desisto de ser um segundo plano que só serve quando você está mal. Desisto de ser sua amiga, todos os dias, ouvindo você falar da sua namorada e te ver andando de mãos dadas com ela, enquanto meu coração parece se auto-quebrar. Desisto de ter que te dar conselhos de como pedir desculpas quando você e a sua namorada brigam. Desisto de ter que sorrir todos os dias, como se tudo estivesse bem. Desisto de ir à cozinha e perceber o quão atraente uma faca me parece. Eu desisto de te amar. Eu desisto de você.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1269194028/35182129/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1269194028/35182129/of.jpg" width="322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;@.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-3700750109485078511?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/3700750109485078511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=3700750109485078511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3700750109485078511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3700750109485078511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-desisto.html' title='Eu desisto,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-4388221787163525739</id><published>2010-11-06T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T15:42:47.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Furei o nariz *----------------*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoje, as 2:45 eu furei o nariz, fui com o meu pai, e ele deu super força. O Gibbi que furou, fui super cuidadoso me acalmou, e eu fechei os olhos, porque não queria ver nada HUAHSUA ! &amp;nbsp;Meu olho ficou vermelho por causa das lagrimas!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ele me ensinou como cuidar e talz, e agora to MORRENDO de medo de tomar banho, porque ele me contou que custumam sair muito no banho, quando as pessoas vão secar o rosto, e passam a toalha, e eu to com medo de tomar banho #ProntoFalei HAUHSUAHS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mais ficou super legal, meu pai AMOU, minha mãe que nao queria que eu furasse gostou tambem..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TNXZoQW-vOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JZBU4K97Cdk/s1600/Celular+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TNXZoQW-vOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JZBU4K97Cdk/s320/Celular+007.jpg" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ai? Curtiram?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&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;br /&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;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;@.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-4388221787163525739?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/4388221787163525739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=4388221787163525739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/4388221787163525739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/4388221787163525739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/eeeee.html' title='EEEEE!'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TNXZoQW-vOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JZBU4K97Cdk/s72-c/Celular+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-5983774866827786434</id><published>2010-11-05T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T16:09:26.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por um</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Por um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt; momento parei de ser quem eu queria que eu fosse, comecei a ser quem eu realmente sou, percebi que não se deve parar pra levar discuções à sério. É perca de tempo, quando alguém me contesta, não disperta mais minha raiva, simplismente aprendi que críticas só servem para esvaziar a mente; por isso prefiro dispensá-las, prefiro gastar meu tempo com coisas boas, falando palavras sinceras, espalhando bom humor e energias positivas por aí. enxergar a vida de um jeito bem mais doce é muito mais emocionante. Atrás de cada pensamento ruim se esconde o desejo de ser feliz, felicidade a gente conquista através do que somos e do que fazemos, não tente ser o que você não é, não se iluda com uma vida cheia de promessas tentadoras. Depois de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MUITO&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;, eu aprendi isso. e agora sim, posso dizer que sou feliz.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.orkut.com/images/mittel/1278233146/103546101/ln.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img2.orkut.com/images/mittel/1278233146/103546101/ln.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;@.@ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-5983774866827786434?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/5983774866827786434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=5983774866827786434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/5983774866827786434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/5983774866827786434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/por-um.html' title='Por um'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-2674106426366666949</id><published>2010-11-05T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T10:57:53.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Na &lt;b&gt;hora&lt;/b&gt; de cantar todo mundo enche o peito nas boates, nos bares, levanta os braços, sorri e dispara: ‘eu sou de ninguém, eu sou de todo mundo e todo mundo é meu também’. No entanto, passado o efeito do uísque com energético e dos beijos descompromissados, os adeptos da geração ‘tribalista’ se dirigem aos consultórios terapêuticos, ou alugam os ouvidos do amigo mais próximo e reclamam de solidão, ausência de interesse das pessoas, descaso e rejeição. A maioria não quer ser de ninguém, mas quer que alguém seja seu. Não dá, infelizmente, para ficar somente com a cereja do bolo - beijar de língua, namorar e não ser de ninguém. Para comer a cereja é preciso comer o bolo todo e nele, os ingredientes vão além do descompromisso, como: não receber o famoso telefonema no dia seguinte, não saber se está namorando mesmo depois de sair um mês com a mesma pessoa, não se importar se o outro estiver beijando outra.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Desconhece a delícia de assistir um filme debaixo das cobertas num dia chuvoso comendo pipoca com chocolate quente, o prazer de dormir junto abraçado, roçando os pés sob as cobertas e a troca de cumplicidade, carinho e amor. Namorar é algo que vai muito além das cobranças. É cuidar do outro e ser cuidado por ele, é telefonar só para dizer bom dia, ter uma boa companhia para ir ao cinema de mãos dadas, transar por amor, ter alguém para fazer e receber cafuné, um colo para chorar, uma mão para enxugar lágrimas, enfim, é ter ‘alguém para amar’. Somos livres para optarmos! E ser livre não é beijar na boca e não ser de ninguém. É ter coragem, ser autêntico e se permitir viver um sentimento&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img3.orkut.com/images/mittel/1268381095/76964033/tu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img3.orkut.com/images/mittel/1268381095/76964033/tu.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/kaarlaoliveiira"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;@.@ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-2674106426366666949?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/2674106426366666949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=2674106426366666949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2674106426366666949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2674106426366666949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-5051933336099434420</id><published>2010-11-04T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T14:23:35.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprendi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aprendi &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que amores eternos podem acabar em uma noite, que grandes amigos podem se tornar grandes inimigos, que o amor sozinho, não tem a força que imaginei, que ouvir os outros é o melhor remédio e o pior veneno, que a gente nunca conhece uma pessoa de verdade, afinal gastamos uma vida inteira para conhecer a nós mesmos, que os poucos amigos que te apóiam na queda, são muito mais fortes do que os muitos que te empurram, que o "nunca mais" nunca se cumpre, que o "para sempre" sempre acaba, que minha família com suas 1.000 diferenças, está sempre aqui quando eu preciso, que ainda não inventaram nada melhor do que colo de mãe desde que o mundo é mundo, que vou sempre me surpreender; seja com os outros ou comigo, que vou cair e levantar milhões de vezes,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e ainda não vou ter aprendido tudo;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E mesmo que nada funcione, eu estarei de pé, de queixo erguido.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1267233231/76963261/ln.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1267233231/76963261/ln.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;@.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-5051933336099434420?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/5051933336099434420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=5051933336099434420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/5051933336099434420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/5051933336099434420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/aprendi.html' title='Aprendi...'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-3254062344338444329</id><published>2010-11-04T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T07:25:57.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cansei</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cansei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;desse lugar,cansei dessas mesmas pessoas, das mesmas coisas, da mesma rotina, das mesmas idéias, das mesmas palavras, das mesmas obviedades, das mesmas brincadeiras, das mesmas vontades, das mesmas tristezas e das mesmas alegrias. Cansei das mesmas novidades, das mesmas mentes idênticas e fechadas, cansei dessa vida. Eu preciso de algo novo, que mude esse lugar, que mude a mim...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.orkut.com/images/mittel/1276368395/102243741/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img2.orkut.com/images/mittel/1276368395/102243741/of.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;@.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-3254062344338444329?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/3254062344338444329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=3254062344338444329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3254062344338444329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3254062344338444329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/cansei.html' title='Cansei'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-6546759123403320670</id><published>2010-11-03T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T16:45:25.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Garota</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Ele é tudo o que você queria em um homem? Eu sei que eu te dei o mundo, você me teve na palma da sua mão, então porque o seu amor se foi? Eu não consigo entender,pensei que fosse eu e você, baby. Eu e você até o fim, mas eu acho que estava errado. Não quero pensar sobre isso, Não quero falar disso, eu estou tão cansado disso, não acredito que acabou desse jeito. Muito confuso sobre isso, sentindo as dores disso, eu apenas não posso ficar sem você, me diga, é isso destino? É assim mesmo que está acabando? É assim como a gente se diz "adeus"? Deveria ter conhecido melhor quando você apareceu, que você iria me fazer chorar. Machuca meu coração te vendo por aí, porque eu sei que você está vivendo uma mentira, mas tudo bem, baby, porque na hora você vai ver. O que se vai, se vai, vai... não se perde, volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1275578976/102579245/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1275578976/102579245/of.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;@.@&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-6546759123403320670?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/6546759123403320670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=6546759123403320670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/6546759123403320670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/6546759123403320670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-garota.html' title='Hey, Garota'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-4460342043268016974</id><published>2010-11-03T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T09:01:33.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just, ♥ Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Te amo por tudo que você fαz por mim. Te αmo pelαs coisαs que você fαlα, te αmo pelαs αtitudes que você tomα. Te αmo pelo seu jeito, te αmo pelα forçα que você me dα. Te αmo pelo sentimento que você fαz florescer em mim, te αmo pelα suα simplicidαde e seu humor. Te αmo porque em muitos cαsos temos opiniões diferentes, e isso fαz um o complemento do outro. Te αmo pelαs históriαs que você jα pαssou comigo. Te αmo porque eu te ensino αlgumαs coisαs e αprendo muitαs com você.Te αmo porque você me faz rir, mαs me deixα αssustαdo com αs suαs brincαdeirαs tão feitαs com verdαde. Te αmo simplesmente porque te αmo, porque é um αmor inexplicável e sincero! ♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaS3I16ukw/TEuhfVMnNGI/AAAAAAAAACo/FoPuYfPXI2s/s1600/a878fe7490_namorados.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="377" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaS3I16ukw/TEuhfVMnNGI/AAAAAAAAACo/FoPuYfPXI2s/s400/a878fe7490_namorados.jpg" width="400" /&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;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;@.@&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-4460342043268016974?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/4460342043268016974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=4460342043268016974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/4460342043268016974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/4460342043268016974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-love.html' title='Just, ♥ Love'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qbaS3I16ukw/TEuhfVMnNGI/AAAAAAAAACo/FoPuYfPXI2s/s72-c/a878fe7490_namorados.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-2661504964159561940</id><published>2010-11-03T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T08:57:18.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ela&amp;Ele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1279996562/104610960/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1279996562/104610960/of.jpg" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ela: Como?&lt;br /&gt;Ele: Como oque?&lt;br /&gt;Ela: Como você faz isso?&lt;br /&gt;Ele: Isso o quê?&lt;br /&gt;Ela: Você sorri e o meu mundo se transforma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&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/5025820855207306550-2661504964159561940?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/2661504964159561940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=2661504964159561940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2661504964159561940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2661504964159561940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/ela_03.html' title='Ela&amp;Ele'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-146147114435236781</id><published>2010-11-03T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T08:53:05.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haverá.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haverá&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; alguém&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que todo dia possa me escutar ?Haverá alguém que me responda Quando eu perguntar? Haverá alguém que me entenda sem me questionar ? Haverá alguém que me espere quando eu voltar ? Será você este alguém Será você ou não será mais ninguém Será você este alguém Eu não vou procurar por mais ninguém Eu nunca quis chegar perto de alguém que possa me envolver Eu nunca quis fazer as coisas do jeito que elas devem ser Me disseram que esse tal de amor é o mesmo que sofrer Mas eu preciso tanto de alguém igual a você.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1277683931/93602764/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1277683931/93602764/of.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-146147114435236781?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/146147114435236781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=146147114435236781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/146147114435236781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/146147114435236781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/havera.html' title='Haverá.'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-7337115249843617437</id><published>2010-11-02T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:29:23.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ela&amp;Ele</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;serena:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Preciso saber porque me ama.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;porque amo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;serena:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;quero muito acreditar, quando diz essas palavras Dan. então se eu soubesse o motivo não teria tanto medo de ouvi-las e dizê-las.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tudo bem. se quiser falar do motivo..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;serena:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tem haver com minha mãe e seus vários casamentos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;isso, é por isso. porque gosto quando me interrompe, o que, a propósito, é frequente. te amo porque não se desculpa por ser exatamente quem é. linda, inteligente, incrivelmente sexy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;serena:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;agora esta me deixando envergonhada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dan:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;essa é outra razão. não tem noção do seu efeito em mim. também não tem noção de que ri como uma criança de 4 anos. desse jeito. e te amo porque.. pode estar com alguém como eu, e ainda ser melhor amiga de alguém como a Blair.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;serena:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;você é incrível, também. por conseguir dizer tudo isso. simplismente é. e eu te amo. mas tenho que ir.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gossip Girl - Episodio 13, 1ª temporada.. A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;thin line between chuck and nate&lt;/b&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/5025820855207306550-7337115249843617437?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/7337115249843617437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=7337115249843617437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7337115249843617437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7337115249843617437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/ela.html' title='Ela&amp;Ele'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-8883449600171289860</id><published>2010-11-02T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:10:52.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lembre.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-E lembre,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;das coisas que ela fez pra te ver sorrir, dos carinhos que ela te dava, do quanto ela ficava feliz em sentir você ao lado dela. Lembre do quanto ela te amava perfeitamente do jeito que você era. Perceba o quanto ela lutou pra te ter ao lado dela, e perceba o quanto o destino foi injusto com ela. Veja como ela tinha medo de te perder! Pense nas vezes que ela dormiu e acordou com você na cabeça. Nas vezes que ela pensou mais em você do que nela. Agora lembre do quanto você à machucou, de quantas lágrimas ela derramou por você. Se você soubesse o quanto ela te amava, o quanto o amor que ela sentia por você era forte, talvez você pensaria duas vezes antes de machuca-la novamente. Agora pense o quanto você poderia ter sido feliz ao lado dela! &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1284431508/106362176/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1284431508/106362176/of.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-8883449600171289860?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/8883449600171289860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=8883449600171289860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/8883449600171289860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/8883449600171289860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/lembre.html' title='Lembre.'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-1919356676909081376</id><published>2010-11-02T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T10:53:15.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu quero</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Eu quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ser o seu mar, pra você poder nadar sobre mim, eu quero ser o seu travesseiro pra você poder durmir sobre mim de noite. Eu quero ser seu ventilador para poder soprar vento em sua face, eu quero ser o seu céu pra você ser a minha estrela e se apoiar em mim todas as noites. Eu quero ser teu ego, a tua alma, teu inferno e a tua calma. Eu quero que você olha pra mim e pense que não existe pessoa mais bonita e especial nesse mundo, Eu quero ser tudo o que você sempre quis, eu quero ser o teu mundo, o seu poder. Eu quero &lt;b&gt;Meu Eu Em Você,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAM1dOlps_FfIxNWGtio1C-PnJFTkuOZlFKiDX4NG-QGT9g2CLcHzwe3Ar2qk1WiegrUcHSdpjLXIjd_Rb62bo3YAm1T1UPGqlNwVuEFLfpt2ANW7AbIxhpUZ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAM1dOlps_FfIxNWGtio1C-PnJFTkuOZlFKiDX4NG-QGT9g2CLcHzwe3Ar2qk1WiegrUcHSdpjLXIjd_Rb62bo3YAm1T1UPGqlNwVuEFLfpt2ANW7AbIxhpUZ.jpg" width="320" /&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;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu só não quero ser mais um problema pra você .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-1919356676909081376?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/1919356676909081376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=1919356676909081376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1919356676909081376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1919356676909081376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-quero.html' title='Eu quero'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-5832592768163819973</id><published>2010-10-31T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:08:25.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ela.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt; vai ser&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;a madrinha do meu casamento, vai me acalmar quando eu for entrar na igreja, vai me alegrar quando eu pensar que não vou mais beijar ninguém, vai fazer um brinde lindo, citando os melhores momentos da minha vida, vai experimentar os vestidos de noiva comigo, vai escolher as melhores flores para o meu buquê, vai rir quando eu quiser aquela banda brega pra cantar no casamento, vai fazer o meu penteado e escolher a minha maquiagem, vai me ajudar a escolher o bolo, vai passar meu batom no último minuto e cochichar na entrada da igreja 'vai e arrasa, amiga'. ela vai estar do meu lado, no melhor dia da minha vida, assim como ela sempre esteve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TM4u1gnt9RI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5au1fAJelVs/s1600/Camera%C2%B9+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TM4u1gnt9RI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5au1fAJelVs/s400/Camera%C2%B9+024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Adriana Kaku Defende, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;A MELHOR AMIGA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5025820855207306550-5832592768163819973?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/5832592768163819973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=5832592768163819973&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/5832592768163819973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/5832592768163819973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/ela.html' title='Ela.'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TM4u1gnt9RI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5au1fAJelVs/s72-c/Camera%C2%B9+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-617297829630559134</id><published>2010-10-31T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T07:18:07.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Cara,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um cara&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;lá fora&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;vai ser o amor da sua vida, seu melhor amigo, sua alma gêmea. O que você pode contar seus sonhos. Ele vai tirar o cabelo de seus olhos, enviar-lhe flores quando você menos espera. Ele vai olhar para você durante os filmes, mesmo que ele pagou R$ 8 para assisti-los. Ele vai ligar para dizer boa noite ou apenas porque ele está sentindo sua falta. Ele vai olhar em seus olhos e dizer-lhe "você é a garota mais bonita do mundo". E pela primeira vez em sua vida, você vai acreditar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img3.orkut.com/images/mittel/1284235295/106278214/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img3.orkut.com/images/mittel/1284235295/106278214/of.jpg" width="302" /&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;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;@.@&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-617297829630559134?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/617297829630559134/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=617297829630559134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/617297829630559134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/617297829630559134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/um-cara.html' title='Um Cara,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-2275940381827014528</id><published>2010-10-30T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T15:53:43.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E nunca mais,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E nunca mais,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;eu vou te amar! não quero mais ouvir o seu "eu te amo!", não quero te abraçar, não quero me entregar, não quero mais olhar nos teus olhos e saber que eu sou completamente sua, enquanto você é de &lt;b&gt;todas&lt;/b&gt;! eu não quero e nem vou, passar mais um segundo te esperando e chorando por você. saiba, que nenhuma lágrima escorrerá mais do meu rosto, que eu cansei de dar esperanças ao meu coração, pois eu sei que você não muda, nunca mais serei completamente sua de novo, você não terá mais meu coração. não se engane pensando que eu serei eternamente sua, eu me arrependo de cada noite que chorei por você. talvez, quando eu me virar e ir embora, você perceba o tamanho do meu amor por você ;// e quando você perceber, só o que irá resta é a minha voz, te dizendo adeus! não é que eu não te ame, apenas o meu coração não aguentaria outra decepção.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1286236623/107007783/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1286236623/107007783/of.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-2275940381827014528?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/2275940381827014528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=2275940381827014528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2275940381827014528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2275940381827014528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-nunca-mais.html' title='E nunca mais,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-9059304306516590148</id><published>2010-10-29T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T17:26:58.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciúmes,</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ciúmes&amp;nbsp;de tudo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;meus livros, meu cachorro, minha xícara, minha cadeira, meus óculos, meu espelho, minha escova de cabelo, meu computador, meus amigos, meu travesseiro, minhas roupas, meu namorado, meus sapatos, minhas bolsas, meus lápis, minhas canetas, minha família, minha música, minha banda, minha televisão, meu filme, minha novela, meu seriado, meu caderno, minha agenda, meu diário, minhas fotos, meus ursinhos, meus esmaltes, meus perfumes, minhas maquiagens, meu celular, minha câmera, meus pôsters, minhas revistas, meus cd's, meus dvd's, meus brincos, minhas pulseiras, minhas cartas, minhas caixas, meus colares. meu quarto. minhas recordações. minhas coisas. meu mundo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1247351735/35718378/ep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1247351735/35718378/ep.jpg" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-9059304306516590148?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/9059304306516590148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=9059304306516590148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/9059304306516590148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/9059304306516590148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/ciumes.html' title='Ciúmes,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-150679860041075447</id><published>2010-10-28T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T15:16:19.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se eu pudesse,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se eu pudesse,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 17px;"&gt;lhe explicar o que sinto por você, talvez entenderia porque te amei tanto, fiz loucuras, perdoei seus erros. Se eu pudesse lhe falar,mas é difícil,não saberia por onde começar,pois nem eu mesma sei como você conseguiu mexer tanto assim comigo. Deve ter sido esse teu jeito tímido, meigo, romântico, o modo que falava comigo, teus beijos, abraços, tudo o que fazia por mim, nossos planos, brigas que depois vinham as reconciliações perfeitas. enfim, você me fazia um bem enorme. Agora quando penso em você, sinto apenas uma tristeza em saber que mudou tanto, ter feito o que fez.. Não vou ser hipócrita e dizer que não sinto saudades, pois sinto, saudade essa que quando o coração não aguenta escorre pelos olhos. Mas sabe de uma coisa?! Eu sinto saudades do que você era antes e não desse cara que hoje você se transformou, que olho e desconheço!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&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://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1284212633/106262172/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://img4.orkut.com/images/mittel/1284212633/106262172/of.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5025820855207306550-150679860041075447?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/150679860041075447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=150679860041075447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/150679860041075447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/150679860041075447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/se-eu-pudesse.html' title='Se eu pudesse,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-3372788807511858326</id><published>2010-10-27T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T09:32:36.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Você poderia,</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;- Você poderia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;por favor dizer que me ama, pra eu enfim, conseguir sorrir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Você&lt;/b&gt; deixaria eu ficar horas admirando você e imaginando nós dois juntos de novo? relembrar toda noite a nossa história antes de dormir, contando-as para o meu anjo-da-guarda, implorando que ele te tire da minha cabeça?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Você deixaria eu sonhar com você, e rezar toda noite pra que esse sonho um dia se torne realidade? Será que você poderia, pelo menos mentir, e me dizer que ta com saudades e que não me tira da sua cabeça? Dizer que eu sou a mulher da sua vida, e que o seu maior sonho é ser feliz comigo? Me prometendo que ninguém vai separar a gente e que mais do que todos, você acredita no nosso amor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Eu preciso viver com você, nem que a nossa história, não passe de uma mera ilusão!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&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://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1285939036/106885358/of.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://img1.orkut.com/images/mittel/1285939036/106885358/of.jpg" width="496" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5025820855207306550-3372788807511858326?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/3372788807511858326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=3372788807511858326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3372788807511858326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/3372788807511858326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/voce-poderia.html' title='-Você poderia,'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-2565675054908034821</id><published>2010-10-25T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T15:41:42.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;uas pernas ficam bambas, seu &amp;nbsp;coração dispara, suas bochechas coram, seu estomago embrulha, sua mente está distante, sininhos estão tocando em sua volta e tudo que você consegue sentir são borboletas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É querida, você está apaixonada&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E com certeza, não a nada melhor do que se sentir quando se está apaixonada, principalmente quando se é correspondido.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://capricho.abril.com.br/blogs/familiasampaio/files/2010/10/apaixonado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://capricho.abril.com.br/blogs/familiasampaio/files/2010/10/apaixonado.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E depois de sentir isso, pela pessoa, já não bastará mais falar com ela por MSN, recados no orkut, Skype, nem nada assim, o coração pede essa pessoa ao seu lado, grudada com você.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;E tudo com essa pessoa se torna bem melhor, uma passeio a uma fazenda com a familia, ver um filme &lt;b&gt;muito ruim &lt;/b&gt;no cinema, uma comida sem sal, um dia sem sol, até dormir se torna uma coisa muito melhor, se você está pensando nessa pessoa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você começa a falar dele 24 horas por dia dele para suas amigas,só pensa nele, começa a desenhar corações no caderno igual uma LOUCA !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas você não esta nem ai, até por que aquela é a SUA pessoa, aquela pessoa que&amp;nbsp;ninguém&amp;nbsp;vai te roubar,aquela pessoa que terá sempre o ser coração reservado apenas para ele, aquela pessoa que pode te dar um beijo enorme de namorados, &amp;nbsp;e depois te abraçar como um melhor amigo, que te amo mais do que tudo. Estar apaixonado é ter uma razão pra viver, sem amor no mundo, não existiria compaixão .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;E as briguinhas, que sempre irão existir, serão esquecidas após dizerem um ao outro um &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;EU TE AMO .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.orkut.com/images/mittel/1282418641/103737228/ln.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.orkut.com/images/mittel/1282418641/103737228/ln.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;@.@&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-2565675054908034821?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/2565675054908034821/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=2565675054908034821&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2565675054908034821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/2565675054908034821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/s-uas-pernas-ficam-bambas-seu-dispara.html' title='In Love'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-1450447861274861390</id><published>2010-10-24T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T16:35:23.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#Oremos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hH645lG-CZE&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Video.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vi no Youtube um video, TRISTE , MUIIITO TRISTE mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A menina quer declarar que AMA o Justin Bieber , mas nem o nome dele ela fala direito, ela fala JORDIN BIEBER! HUAHSUAHSUAHSUA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela deve ter jogado no Google translate, e falou do jeito que foi HAUHSUASH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois eu que acho que eu falo mal ingles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O melhor do video é no final quando ela fala MUCHI KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois, um bebe falando tipo AAAH! e ela com cara de brava com o bebe&amp;nbsp;tipo ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;um sorriso enorme :DDD e um beijo horrendo ;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAUHSUAHSUAHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas oque ela quis dizer foi&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Good morning , i love Justin Bieber and he is my life.kiss . i love you so much . -qqqq&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;#ToRindo HAUSHAUSHUAHSUAHS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pro-estagiario.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/risada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.pro-estagiario.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/risada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-1450447861274861390?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/1450447861274861390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=1450447861274861390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1450447861274861390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1450447861274861390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/oremos.html' title='#Oremos.'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-9135131808125327698</id><published>2010-10-20T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:52:08.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends</title><content type='html'>Sabe quando você tem AQUELAS melhores amigas? Aquelas que você não troca e nem abandona por nada? dinheiro, fama, homem? Aquelas que você sabe que pode conversar o que você quiser , que elas vão te entender? Ou até aquelas que você as vezes não precisa nem falar, que elas vão te entender, apenas com uma olhar, ou uma risada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois, é eu tenho melhores amigas assim *--*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAHvFKxqLsTqgtNq0jfzVj9eqEFr2YbeaNyLZY9o1_74dGdex-_WGgUk7-9u8nMh72l42RBTC4IkFFgTTzPbpSIoAm1T1UM6yhfmeqxmdVMUNEkRot3ltL608.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAHvFKxqLsTqgtNq0jfzVj9eqEFr2YbeaNyLZY9o1_74dGdex-_WGgUk7-9u8nMh72l42RBTC4IkFFgTTzPbpSIoAm1T1UM6yhfmeqxmdVMUNEkRot3ltL608.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adriana Kaku *--* &amp;gt; A melhor das MELHORES, tudo na minha vida, agente brinca , zoa, conversa, conta as coisas umas pras outras. Os depoimentos dela DOMINAM o meu Orkut. Ela é daquelas com quem eu bebo pra caralh* nas festas, e depois damos bafão juntas&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;kkkkk&lt;br /&gt;ela ser meu tudinho HAUHSUAHSU sem ela eu nao conseguria viver.. JAMAIS *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAEi0q_9IvQpVCdIexQuDMyHQRuA7vXHM_PStUZZE9AVehwONrnPajJ4kFlIA6bZ6w6Vcg-9loMdCC3PXmz4A6_kAm1T1UBbl_TcKsN5rHIazcUI6XJBA6IBc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAEi0q_9IvQpVCdIexQuDMyHQRuA7vXHM_PStUZZE9AVehwONrnPajJ4kFlIA6bZ6w6Vcg-9loMdCC3PXmz4A6_kAm1T1UBbl_TcKsN5rHIazcUI6XJBA6IBc.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bia&amp;gt; Minha nega linda, eu amo demais ela, nois vai nas festas juntas, se diverte pra caramba *-* Ele sabe os meus PÁ mas PÁ de todos HAUSHUASH &amp;nbsp;me divirto demais com essa menina. Tambem nao vivo sem, eu amo ela demais *0*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OQAAAIDwjCADxlZKeIuU0eBEgR9tGC4ED8K4-giJARV-T59wAjeSv3FGrhmAq0GcCaXVC7h8_NZoqqMfeSA1XXc4q1wAm1T1ULw4hYcpS6EMlmRa2G-JfqB8CX5V.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OQAAAIDwjCADxlZKeIuU0eBEgR9tGC4ED8K4-giJARV-T59wAjeSv3FGrhmAq0GcCaXVC7h8_NZoqqMfeSA1XXc4q1wAm1T1ULw4hYcpS6EMlmRa2G-JfqB8CX5V.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alessandra, mais conhecida como GORDINHA *---* &amp;gt; AAAH! essa é a foda HAUHSUAHS , zika mesmo , aquela com quem eu falo MUIIITA &amp;nbsp;merda, dou muita risada, ela é aquelas que sabe tudo da sua vida, e nao conta nada pra ninguem! Não da pra viver sem ela *0* NUNCA !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAD3rSHJtEz6kKtt0YV09bDPBA_7-a7JID2bmMBrn2N0FAtIqbl9vNWqJnHjvTDPO4o4stBDlW9TDFSlcYF6X4jYAm1T1UMnIxW4wp5o5o59WDg-TEbxq9imP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAD3rSHJtEz6kKtt0YV09bDPBA_7-a7JID2bmMBrn2N0FAtIqbl9vNWqJnHjvTDPO4o4stBDlW9TDFSlcYF6X4jYAm1T1UMnIxW4wp5o5o59WDg-TEbxq9imP.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flavia G. *&amp;amp;*&amp;gt; A melhor, de todas,com toda certeza, conheço ela a 1 ano por INTERNET, agente se&amp;nbsp;conheceu, porque eu e ela&amp;nbsp;gostávamos&amp;nbsp;de uma menino da&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;internet, o GUI TEBET . Hoje, a paixão por ele acabou, desencantamos, mas a amizade ainda está forte, e mais unidas do que TUDO &amp;nbsp;*-*&lt;br /&gt;Ela é tudo pra mim, talvez, no ano que vem, quando eu estiver trabalhando, eu vou lá pra Minas Gerais, onde ela mora *--* Não vejo a hora (L'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAEg8uwUfvlNJdjKKqGp9A4JgehUtYiEe5TmYQEwWSw_CX-3xTzrnjYJ9K8UQ4WFZ1a-CGj9kWwqffpxOTIIVFygAm1T1UOcCr3DHagEFsex5bYl5425JDDub.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAEg8uwUfvlNJdjKKqGp9A4JgehUtYiEe5TmYQEwWSw_CX-3xTzrnjYJ9K8UQ4WFZ1a-CGj9kWwqffpxOTIIVFygAm1T1UOcCr3DHagEFsex5bYl5425JDDub.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, meninas, Vocês são TUDOOO na minha vida, e sem você eu com toda a certeza, eu não seria nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAACE3V-rI0GIwSc5SD3ZUZyHzb1Or6fcjQYmyVZ_V3frTftrh5MD4cdPOB4P_RqRtRte33SRoIhunjzyI-GibcxEAm1T1UNP9XUQCbB1YN3SWzAFqibcjTNst.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAACE3V-rI0GIwSc5SD3ZUZyHzb1Or6fcjQYmyVZ_V3frTftrh5MD4cdPOB4P_RqRtRte33SRoIhunjzyI-GibcxEAm1T1UNP9XUQCbB1YN3SWzAFqibcjTNst.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*------* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Com vocês ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAKNoLhwmNhvq4KxkHAJS7g7PIZDaAqjDAwwy8I7qHaswvNdtmR1CmXojKsITZ7ym9qIwnlt2BVktsKNc9VHaGL4Am1T1UNAl-5q9Up_szxatLUJa12TgQ05n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAKNoLhwmNhvq4KxkHAJS7g7PIZDaAqjDAwwy8I7qHaswvNdtmR1CmXojKsITZ7ym9qIwnlt2BVktsKNc9VHaGL4Am1T1UNAl-5q9Up_szxatLUJa12TgQ05n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;... Até o Fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAHLYRvlDZanYpMmgQ5EL6Mz8RmskLPj1sELuxfhfvW3pqVCNwyz2LlTFBg_tfqSj7-aBLtG9e0eA0_BfL8wHU2IAm1T1UCWt7ClGJTAVpsRuVjh-xUGsrnZT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAHLYRvlDZanYpMmgQ5EL6Mz8RmskLPj1sELuxfhfvW3pqVCNwyz2LlTFBg_tfqSj7-aBLtG9e0eA0_BfL8wHU2IAm1T1UCWt7ClGJTAVpsRuVjh-xUGsrnZT.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;@.@&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-9135131808125327698?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/9135131808125327698/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=9135131808125327698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/9135131808125327698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/9135131808125327698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/best-friends.html' title='Best Friends'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-7985056164935093151</id><published>2010-10-18T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T15:43:24.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLzLdYRBwVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xDtXAjgxzRs/s1600/hor%C3%A1rio-de-ver%C3%A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLzLdYRBwVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xDtXAjgxzRs/s320/hor%C3%A1rio-de-ver%C3%A3o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;uem , em sã conciencia gosta dessa bendita coisa chamada&amp;nbsp;HORÁRIO&amp;nbsp;DE VERÃO ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bom, eu não sei! Mas eu simplesmente ODEIO de tal modo, que sinto até angustia de ter que mudar a hora do meu&amp;nbsp;relógio&amp;nbsp;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Isso, me deixa de muito mal humor , baixa auto estima e MUITO mais MUITO sono mesmo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sem falar, que descontrola &amp;nbsp;todo o meu relógio&amp;nbsp;biológico. É uma situação tensa!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Então, se você gosta do horário de verão, eu não tenho nada contra você, a unica coisa que eu posso te dizer, é que você é um completo&amp;nbsp;problemático&amp;nbsp;que adora &amp;nbsp;ficar acordado , e ficar com cara de lesado logo de manhã. Porque se você for igual eu, e acordar 6hrs da manhã, no&amp;nbsp;horário&amp;nbsp;deverão você vai acordar 5hrs! Desgaste total #Fato&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;E pra você que ABOMINA o horário de verão, assim como eu... Parabéns, você provavelmente deve odiar ir a escola e fica assistindo aula daquele professor de&amp;nbsp;CIÊNCIAS&amp;nbsp;insuportável, porque ele fala demais, ou porque a voz dele te traz um sono completamente&amp;nbsp;incontrolável, e você fica morrendo de vontade de deitar no chão e&amp;nbsp;dormir&amp;nbsp;na cada dele, pra esse professor perceber que você simplesmente ODEIA ele, e tudo que ele tenta ensinar . &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;@.@&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-7985056164935093151?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/7985056164935093151/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=7985056164935093151&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7985056164935093151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/7985056164935093151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/summer-schedule.html' title='Summer Schedule'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLzLdYRBwVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xDtXAjgxzRs/s72-c/hor%C3%A1rio-de-ver%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-5676911921798574145</id><published>2010-10-15T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T18:17:18.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My peace is you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Você pode ter todos os defeitos do mundo, mais ainda é melhor do que o resto do mundo. Eu sempre me apaixono por você. Todas as vezes que te vi, nesses últimos anos, eu sempre me apaixonei por você. Eu sempre estive pronta pra começar algo, pra tomar um café de verdade, pra passear de mãos dadas no claro. Eu nunca vou entender porque você é exatamente o que eu quero, eu sou exatamente o que você quer, mas as nossas exatidões não funcionam numa conta de mais.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLj48bCFKKI/AAAAAAAAAII/Kwjr7y5LBLM/s1600/OgAAALz_xB7wyE-1-76nUgmwaKNM3K5gAtI3VS5ZdymLFQAYysOpIQQ1Plpgs9nt2S67NKzwFo7fGBM8PYoL45e1sAYAm1T1UAFQQvHHGoPDyfezkj-pZvTPbz9Z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLj48bCFKKI/AAAAAAAAAII/Kwjr7y5LBLM/s320/OgAAALz_xB7wyE-1-76nUgmwaKNM3K5gAtI3VS5ZdymLFQAYysOpIQQ1Plpgs9nt2S67NKzwFo7fGBM8PYoL45e1sAYAm1T1UAFQQvHHGoPDyfezkj-pZvTPbz9Z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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mais, com certeza você é &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;meu&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;ponto de paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (8&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; 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font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-5676911921798574145?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/5676911921798574145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=5676911921798574145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/5676911921798574145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/5676911921798574145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/voce-pode-ter-todos-os-defeitos-do.html' title='My peace is you'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLj48bCFKKI/AAAAAAAAAII/Kwjr7y5LBLM/s72-c/OgAAALz_xB7wyE-1-76nUgmwaKNM3K5gAtI3VS5ZdymLFQAYysOpIQQ1Plpgs9nt2S67NKzwFo7fGBM8PYoL45e1sAYAm1T1UAFQQvHHGoPDyfezkj-pZvTPbz9Z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-1630807752202370120</id><published>2010-10-15T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T08:07:36.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopi Hopi Hopi ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;Hariiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii &lt;/span&gt;*-------------------*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLht0CxZHwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/E6b_I5tYjf0/s1600/haree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLht0CxZHwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/E6b_I5tYjf0/s320/haree.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Puta que pariu, que por** foi aquela? *-*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ontem, quinta feira, dia 14 de outubro de 2010, vai ficar na historia da minha vida! HOPI HARI *0*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ok Ok, não estou acreditando que eu fui!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu fui em 10 brinquedos...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1ª: Rio Bravo- pra matar o calor HAUHSUAHS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2º. Evolution-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3º. Vurang . mais conhecida como montanha russa no escuro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4º. Katakumb - não necessita explicações *0*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5º- Montanha russa *0* - só que a de costas, porque a normal tinha que ficar 7 hrs na fila :S&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6ª- Lupi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7º- ELEVADOOOOR - AAAAAAAAHH! esse eu vou ter que falar *0*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O ELEVADOR (&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;La Tour Eiffel)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;É um elevador de 69 metros de altura. Ao chegar ao topo, as gôndolas passam por uma queda livre atingindo 94 Km/h, em apenas 3 segundos.Quando você está descendo você não sente mais nada, NADA, não tinha nem chão! não dá tempo de gritar, nem nada *0*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Vantagem:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; É com toda a certeza, o melhor brinquedo do hopi hari *0*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Desvantagem:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Eu fiquei na fila com a minha amiga TRES HORAS até conseguir entrar no brinquedo.. mas vale apena:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Depois, HORA DO HORROR... Tema: Cera&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Casa de Cera&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Museu de Cera&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Fabrica de Cera&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;YES BABY, eu tive coragem de enfren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;tar um fila ENORME e ir nos tres, mas valeu a pena, gritei pra caramba, mas foi divertido *--*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;E no final??? AHUSHAUSHUAHSUAH baladinhaaa *0*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Gogoboy MAAARAAAAA ... ok ok parey :$ :$&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Não vejo a hora de ir ano que vem DE NOVO, elevador me espera HAUSHAUSHUA &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Montanha russa? NOIS QUE TA HAUSHAUHS .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/KaarlaOliveiira"&gt;@.@&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5025820855207306550-1630807752202370120?l=happyend.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/feeds/1630807752202370120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5025820855207306550&amp;postID=1630807752202370120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1630807752202370120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5025820855207306550/posts/default/1630807752202370120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyend.blogspot.com/2010/10/hopi-hopi-hopi.html' title='Hopi Hopi Hopi ....'/><author><name>Karla Oliveira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10547829835666032893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUuOHli0aI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJmKE_jXWew/S220/OgAAAAIRnZeQXQCuY2bI1rHT47ppc9681lWa4-ejfo2ctL16dtAvJc2h4yA8q-x5iWA3GN_VvAVqkHzRQBY2Zo9-MyMAm1T1UNlwUEzcYi-Zk0Nyn2hmVbmVi2SQ.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLht0CxZHwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/E6b_I5tYjf0/s72-c/haree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5025820855207306550.post-515576241399838639</id><published>2010-10-13T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T11:15:17.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;lguém pode gentilmente,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;rdorosamente, rapidamente, fervorosamente, chamar a polícia? Um moço aparentemente com cara de bonzinho, todo prestativo, com alma caridosa, chegou de mansinho e me levou o que eu tinha de mais precioso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E ainda batia quando ele levou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Batia forte, acelerado. E sangrava. Fazendo um rastro vermelho molhado no chão. E&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sabe o buraco que ficou aqui no meu peito? É culpa dele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Toda dele. E quando eu o pegar, a sentença já estará pronta: prisão perpétua dentro de um coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;feito de pedra, sem sangue, sem batidas aceleradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Um coração que não se rouba. Ele irá morar dentro do próprio coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLX1h1RdjkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_F-eReG3cyk/s1600/OgAAAHblt3QLFs4ZLXNoQvJ1ZuuHHaZpxV12XqHgFcKI_xAa1pZYvlqGCjKPqSdUGRzwklVXB7USFCbByNRFanQyVF8Am1T1UDOPxpQ5JQd67b294AJKBdDWQZE-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLX1h1RdjkI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_F-eReG3cyk/s320/OgAAAHblt3QLFs4ZLXNoQvJ1ZuuHHaZpxV12XqHgFcKI_xAa1pZYvlqGCjKPqSdUGRzwklVXB7USFCbByNRFanQyVF8Am1T1UDOPxpQ5JQd67b294AJKBdDWQZE-.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Mas, e seu eu decidir que não posso viver sem o teu amor, e seu eu decidir que mesmo longe, eu nunca vou amar&amp;nbsp;ninguém&amp;nbsp;como estou amando você agora. E talvez, será que um dia você ira admitir que sempre me amou , que ainda me ama e que sempre irá me amar. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Será que talvez um dia, você&amp;nbsp;admita&amp;nbsp;que sempre foi meu, ainda é, e sempre será?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Porque você simplesmente não para de achar que o meu &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;"EU TE AMO"&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;é de amizade , e não admite que o seu "&lt;b&gt;EU TE AMO"&lt;/b&gt; sempre será só meu, e demais ninguém?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Porque você não admite que não para de pensar um mim um segundo desde que me&amp;nbsp;conheceu?! Porque não fala pra mim que eu sou TUDO pra você, e que tudo o que você espera é ter me ao seu lado?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Why do not you ask me in dating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Você tem medo do que? de um &lt;b&gt;NÃO&lt;/b&gt;? ou de o nosso amor não aguentar a distancia?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Querido, isto que escrevo é pra você , pra você saber que qualquer coisa que eu faço, é por você, e que tudo que penso é em nosso futuro. E que a distancia está entre nos a um ano entre conversas e coisas mais. Se você me pedisse isso, &amp;nbsp;eu faria o&amp;nbsp;impossível&amp;nbsp;pra ir até você. Ora, não é&amp;nbsp;difícil, você tem pessoas conhecidas aqui, e eu parentes ai.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Porque não tentar?&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;É justamente a possibilidade de realizar um sonho, que torna a vida interessant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;e!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLX17UY7AAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zcNuMF8UCIU/s1600/OgAAADwFYFQnXb7iOyrvhrpE6IV090PvxNglIdtD4PW1k54djB1GSxPAkx95aYbqCZWc0S16kMpnCcoxeoQhtA0jLBEAm1T1UIzacvtFWfSQDuQ1UQq7cONPs0Nq.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLX17UY7AAI/AAAAAAAAAH8/zcNuMF8UCIU/s320/OgAAADwFYFQnXb7iOyrvhrpE6IV090PvxNglIdtD4PW1k54djB1GSxPAkx95aYbqCZWc0S16kMpnCcoxeoQhtA0jLBEAm1T1UIzacvtFWfSQDuQ1UQq7cONPs0Nq.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Resumindo o que estou tentando lhe dizer é que talvez você seja&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;resposta certa, para as perguntas que estão em mim. E sempre que eu penso em desistir, você vem e sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me faz tão feliz&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;. Parece que você lê o meus sonhos, nasceu do jeito que eu sempre quis .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;              &lt;b&gt; E&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Só você me faz feliz .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Olha &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;pra&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;mim &lt;/i&gt;do seu lado.., Há algo em&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;mim &lt;/i&gt;assim tão &lt;i&gt;errado?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUxrjrlmeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9e8MpweP-eo/s1600/Kiss_Me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EibaXXnMYdg/TLUxrjrlmeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9e8MpweP-eo/s320/Kiss_Me.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eu  odeio quando você odeia as minhas musicas, eu odeio quando você não me entende,  e odeio mais ainda quando entende. Eu odeio o fato de você estar longe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ODEIO o  fato de não ter seu telefone, ou o fato de não poder nem te mandar uma carta. Eu  odeio quando você critica suas notas perfeitas. Odeio o modo como fala comigo ,  odeio o seu cabelo e odeio sua perfeição. Eu odeio quando consegue ler minha  mente, eu odeio tanto isso em você, que até me sinto doente. Odeio o jeito de  como você está SEMPRE certo. odeio quando me faz rir muito, e ainda mais quando  me faz chorar. Odeio quando não está perto, e quando não liga pra mim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;eu  ODEIO principalmente, não conseguir te odiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nem um pouco.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nem mesmo por 1  segundo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Nem mesmo &lt;u&gt;SÓ&lt;/u&gt; por te odiar!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; 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