<?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-5185541675122476737</id><updated>2011-12-06T00:56:59.753Z</updated><title type='text'>ღ*Crystal Eyes*ღ</title><subtitle type='html'>I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry. And I know you do the same things too, So we're really not that different, me and you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-5769575136423575827</id><published>2011-10-23T14:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T14:58:21.919+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EQnlXxjp8ms/TqQcS7hCQSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Pe1v5g7AoII/s1600/302235_2036410117165_1451589310_31777274_1113391743_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666685342678401314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EQnlXxjp8ms/TqQcS7hCQSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Pe1v5g7AoII/s200/302235_2036410117165_1451589310_31777274_1113391743_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada dia roubas-me mais a essência do ser, arrancas um pouco mais da minha alma, um pouco mais do meu coração. Quem espera, desespera. E desespera ainda mais quando se sente torturada com fantasmas. Quem ama sofre. E eu sofro por não te ver. O que não me mata, torna-me mais forte. Eu não diria forte, diria antes insensível, porque chegas a um ponto que já não consegues sentir. Chegas a um ponto que se te cravassem uma faca no coração, não deitarias ponta de sangue... Tudo o que eu preciso é de viver e de quem me faça viver. Preciso de quem me leve daqui estes fantasmas, insensibilidades, desesperos, sofrimentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-5769575136423575827?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5769575136423575827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/10/cada-dia-roubas-me-mais-essencia-do-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5769575136423575827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5769575136423575827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/10/cada-dia-roubas-me-mais-essencia-do-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EQnlXxjp8ms/TqQcS7hCQSI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Pe1v5g7AoII/s72-c/302235_2036410117165_1451589310_31777274_1113391743_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-6828832152592150911</id><published>2011-10-23T14:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T14:57:19.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Recordação de ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69HCltSsZCk/TqQbUeil9bI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DcNpnjS4Y3c/s1600/0041.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666684269748417970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69HCltSsZCk/TqQbUeil9bI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DcNpnjS4Y3c/s200/0041.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leves são os teus passos no chão O teu perfume invade a sala O teu respirar é a minha vida Sinto-te perto e longe Sento-me na cama quente Do roçar dos nossos corpos Fico a observar cada linha do teu rosto Cada movimento do teu corpo Faço “flashback” dos momentos que te vi Estás perto e longe Meu coração anseia Pelas tuas palavras meigas Agarra-me Beija-me E não me largues de novo Posso ser teimosa e negar quase tudo Mas anseio sempre a tua contrariedade Quero que insistas Que digas não, quando digo sim E me digas sim, quando digo não Escrevo-te um bilhete Deixo-te a saborear o resto Da tua tranquilidade sozinho Saberás onde estou E como estou a tua espera Espero ansiosa pelo dia Que tu percebas o quanto O meu coração precisa De ti para viver…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-6828832152592150911?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6828832152592150911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/10/recordacao-de-ti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6828832152592150911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6828832152592150911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/10/recordacao-de-ti.html' title='Recordação de ti'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69HCltSsZCk/TqQbUeil9bI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DcNpnjS4Y3c/s72-c/0041.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-1962813973778830424</id><published>2011-09-03T15:16:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T14:56:56.934+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampiro, meu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648139672195064882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iAP1RVjEBA/TmI5G1L6ZDI/AAAAAAAAAWg/aIifL7rOBgw/s200/P17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampiro,&lt;br /&gt;Que me sugas a vida,&lt;br /&gt;O Sangue,&lt;br /&gt;O meu calor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz de mim tua escrava&lt;br /&gt;Imobiliza-me&lt;br /&gt;Com teu olhar hipnotizante,&lt;br /&gt;Suga mais um pouco&lt;br /&gt;Do meu sangue quente,&lt;br /&gt;Quero o sofrimento doce&lt;br /&gt;Do teu morder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser fantasma e unir-me&lt;br /&gt;Ao teu corpo gélido, sem vida,&lt;br /&gt;Para sermos um só na eternidade&lt;br /&gt;Divina da morte que nos dá vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta condição irreversível&lt;br /&gt;De escrava eterna do teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Morde-me&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me tua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou parte do teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;E teu corpo meu lar&lt;br /&gt;Nele viverei para sempre&lt;br /&gt;No sangue agora gélido&lt;br /&gt;Que percorre tuas veias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou tua &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-1962813973778830424?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1962813973778830424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/09/vampiro-meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/1962813973778830424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/1962813973778830424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/09/vampiro-meu-amor.html' title='Vampiro, meu amor'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iAP1RVjEBA/TmI5G1L6ZDI/AAAAAAAAAWg/aIifL7rOBgw/s72-c/P17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-1189486123790667016</id><published>2011-07-28T20:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:10:51.601+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nos bosques gélidos e infortúnios&lt;br /&gt;Meus pés tocam o chão e magoam-se&lt;br /&gt;Sangram até&lt;br /&gt;Nos bosques gélidos e infortúnios&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma fere-se&lt;br /&gt;E sangra também&lt;br /&gt;Continuo a jornada que me é destinada&lt;br /&gt;Continuo a andar, a sangrar&lt;br /&gt;Até chegar ao oasis&lt;br /&gt;Pelo qual tanto sofri&lt;br /&gt;Pelo qual sangrei&lt;br /&gt;Solenemente&lt;br /&gt;E em dor calada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho-me nas águas cristalinas&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos reflectem-se&lt;br /&gt;como dois grandes berlindes&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas que chorava&lt;br /&gt;Dissiparam-se nessa água&lt;br /&gt;Tornaram-se água daquele lago&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixei minhas roupas cairem&lt;br /&gt;Banhei-me nas águas&lt;br /&gt;Quando quis sair&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei presa nas águas&lt;br /&gt;Para a eternidade&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei presa a algo que me deu paz&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei presa ao que faz sentido para mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-3961374822535142787</id><published>2011-07-22T22:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:10:30.584+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofrimento ou Vida?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A minha alma arde nos lentos e dolorosos fogos do Inferno. Sou assaltada por um calor exagerado num corpo que me é tão frio. Desisti de tudo o que era vida para mim. Agradeço os sofrimentos eternos que me determinaram. Agradeço a finalização de uma vida ainda mais sofrida. Agradeço sobretudo não estar num mundo louco, frenético, esquizofrénico até. Longe desse Inferno ainda maior que o tenho agora, pois agora suporto somente a dor que as labaredas me causam, não sinto mais nada. Porém, enquanto vivia naquele mundo, do qual me despedi finalmente, sofria por mim, sofria pelos que amava, pelos que me rodeavam no meu quotidiano, sofria por guerras, fomes, injustiças. E eu não suporto. Não suporto isso. Não faz parte do meu carácter. Adeus Mundo! Olá Vida!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3961374822535142787?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3961374822535142787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/07/sofrimento-ou-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3961374822535142787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3961374822535142787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/07/sofrimento-ou-vida.html' title='Sofrimento ou Vida?'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-3538859719658512098</id><published>2011-06-10T12:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T18:32:41.809+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aconchegada nas tuas asas,&lt;br /&gt;Anjo noctívago,&lt;br /&gt;Quero sair desta escuridão,&lt;br /&gt;Que me invade o coração&lt;br /&gt;e a alma.&lt;br /&gt;Anjo negro, &lt;br /&gt;devolve-me a vida negra&lt;br /&gt;para eu voltar a sentir&lt;br /&gt;alguma coisa, que seja.&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me asas como as tuas,&lt;br /&gt;assim negras,&lt;br /&gt;enormes,&lt;br /&gt;para eu voar e viver nesta escuridão.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3538859719658512098?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3538859719658512098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/aconchegada-nas-tuas-asas-anjo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3538859719658512098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3538859719658512098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/aconchegada-nas-tuas-asas-anjo.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-6430390626006969728</id><published>2011-06-07T21:36:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T22:01:32.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 332px; height: 232px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615584762560259282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8book-4kqbU/Te6QlsKAJNI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Z-XlgiAn8MU/s200/0.jpg" /&gt;Quero o toque da tua mão na minha pele&lt;br /&gt;A percorrer-me o braço até ao pescoço&lt;br /&gt;Agarrá-lo como se me fosses sufocar&lt;br /&gt;Puxar-me violentamente contra ti&lt;br /&gt;Embrenhar-nos num beijo&lt;br /&gt;Violento&lt;br /&gt;Louco&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonado&lt;br /&gt;Beijar-nos como nunca antes&lt;br /&gt;Numa paixão sedenta de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te&lt;br /&gt;Desejo-te tanto&lt;br /&gt;Quero sentir teu corpo contra o meu&lt;br /&gt;Teu calor junto com o meu&lt;br /&gt;Sentir tua respiração fundida com a minha&lt;br /&gt;Na minha cara&lt;br /&gt;Na minha pele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero que me toques&lt;br /&gt;Que me ames&lt;br /&gt;Quero que me agarres e&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais me largues&lt;br /&gt;Quero fazer amor contigo&lt;br /&gt;Ao luar&lt;br /&gt;No terraço&lt;br /&gt;Com as estrelas a brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Quero ver este amor consumado&lt;br /&gt;Puder ser tua e tu só meu&lt;br /&gt;Sempre&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faria qualquer coisa para isso&lt;br /&gt;No além dos meus limites&lt;br /&gt;No além dos limites do que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Ai…&lt;br /&gt;QUERO-TE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-6430390626006969728?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6430390626006969728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/quero-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6430390626006969728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6430390626006969728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/quero-te.html' title='Quero-te'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8book-4kqbU/Te6QlsKAJNI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Z-XlgiAn8MU/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-6096619679819746108</id><published>2011-06-07T21:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T22:01:43.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coração que Sofre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sbg7I0BJ2lE/Te6Q1d4CttI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Qs_ndJjsQH0/s1600/38622_1358483769430_1451589310_30828758_1695240_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 211px; height: 279px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615585033604740818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sbg7I0BJ2lE/Te6Q1d4CttI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Qs_ndJjsQH0/s200/38622_1358483769430_1451589310_30828758_1695240_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ó coração, coração que sofre&lt;br /&gt;Não tendo seu dono por perto&lt;br /&gt;Desespero,sim&lt;br /&gt;Porque sem ti, não há vida&lt;br /&gt;O mau coração entrega-se à morte&lt;br /&gt;As nuvens choram como fontes&lt;br /&gt;De água que correm incessantes&lt;br /&gt;Tento sair deste tormento&lt;br /&gt;Mas de nada vale a pena&lt;br /&gt;Pois entrega-se ao amor&lt;br /&gt;É estar preso&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, peço-te&lt;br /&gt;Imploro-te até&lt;br /&gt;Afasta-te&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Viver sem ti&lt;br /&gt;Esquecer-te de vez&lt;br /&gt;Morrer se for preciso&lt;/div&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/5185541675122476737-6096619679819746108?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6096619679819746108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/coracao-que-sofre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6096619679819746108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6096619679819746108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/O3OxNvcOSvI?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRINCESA&lt;br /&gt;Viajei pelo Mundo&lt;br /&gt;só para te poder encontrar,&lt;br /&gt;hoje que te encontrei&lt;br /&gt;procuro o melhor lugar para ti princesa..&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho grandezas nem castelos de sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;mas tenho o meu coração para te oferecer,&lt;br /&gt;e tenho um sonho intimo para te confessar,&lt;br /&gt;o sonho de poder morar dentro de teu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Se neste preciso momento eu morresse,&lt;br /&gt;eu regressava à vida só para te beijar teus doces lábios,&lt;br /&gt;pus para trás velhos fantasmas&lt;br /&gt;deixei entrar tua nova luz em mim,&lt;br /&gt;meu coração está já tatuado, tem nele o teu nome.&lt;br /&gt;Que aves voem e levem pinceles em seus bicos,&lt;br /&gt;para que no céu pintem o teu lindo rosto,&lt;br /&gt;para que todo o mundo veja tua enorme beleza,&lt;br /&gt;e de todo o mundo só a ti te quero para princesa,&lt;br /&gt;teu olhar é mais brilhante que a lua&lt;br /&gt;e teu coração é mais quente que o sol,&lt;br /&gt;é só de ti que eu preciso sempre que olho para o alto,&lt;br /&gt;pois és o paraíso que eu desejo.&lt;br /&gt;Neste jardim do éden és a única tentação que desejo,&lt;br /&gt;tudo mais o resto é um mero deserto.&lt;br /&gt;Tu és o meu oásis celeste&lt;br /&gt;e o teu rosto é como a face de um anjo que quero proteger de dia e de noite.&lt;br /&gt;O dia não interessa se não começar com a luz matinal do teu doce olhar,&lt;br /&gt;A noite não interessa sem o brilho de teu amor que irradia mais luz que as estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;Nem o sol me consegue aquecer, só a tua presença me incendeia de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem princesa , que eu me quero em teus lábios render,&lt;br /&gt;e em teu corpo escaldante me perder,&lt;br /&gt;a noite foi feita para enlouquecer,&lt;br /&gt;e de manhã com amor sob o meu peito poderes adormecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GOTHICSKY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-132471442593383750?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/132471442593383750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/tomorrow-traducao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/132471442593383750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/132471442593383750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/06/tomorrow-traducao.html' title='Tomorrow - 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Love'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Z1ZA6eoraxk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-7144303443947531693</id><published>2011-05-28T15:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T15:34:54.475+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gothic Music - The Candle Burns Down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TG8cVEGJXgM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Down...'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TG8cVEGJXgM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-4363286361152798337</id><published>2011-05-28T15:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T15:34:34.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Opium</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yIDeLZmDCPI/TeEFa2iGdiI/AAAAAAAAAWE/tSK4ZdPckRE/s1600/226796_109851345768697_100002314965700_96669_254731_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 193px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611772569553630754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yIDeLZmDCPI/TeEFa2iGdiI/AAAAAAAAAWE/tSK4ZdPckRE/s200/226796_109851345768697_100002314965700_96669_254731_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta cama chorei lágrimas de sofrimento. Nesta cama senti a vida correr-me pelas mãos. Sentir o meu corpo dormente, o fechar lento e enevoado dos meus olhos. Nesta cama me encontraste desmaiada, quase sem vida. Choraste. Sofreste. Mas, mesmo assim, salvaste-me. Sentir tuas lágrimas cair no meu rosto, sentir alguma vida a ser-me devolvida. Tuas lágrimas eram ópio para aliviar a dor da minha feria gigantesca. Tu tornaste-a menor um pouco. Quando acordei senti-me mais viva, mas não salva deste tormento. Senti-me desolada. Tu levaste-me para aquele banco de jardim, devolveste-me a força, a esperança, o sorriso... Apetecia-me chorar de felicidade. Trataste-me como se eu tivesse sido um Anjo que apareceu na tua vida. Trataste-me como se não houvesse mais mulher nenhuma no mundo. Havia amor. Mesmo quando querias deixar tudo para trás,deixaste que o amor prevalecesse para que ficasses aqui junto a mim. Não te puderia perder por nada no mundo, meu anjo. Perder-te seria abrir uma ferida que eu já não conseguiria aguentar. Morreria a seguir a perder-te. Amor, vive e sobrevive por mim. Meu anjo, meu ópio, meu salvador, permanece aqui...&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/5185541675122476737-4363286361152798337?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4363286361152798337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/opium.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4363286361152798337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4363286361152798337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/opium.html' title='Opium'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yIDeLZmDCPI/TeEFa2iGdiI/AAAAAAAAAWE/tSK4ZdPckRE/s72-c/226796_109851345768697_100002314965700_96669_254731_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-4440865223180770848</id><published>2011-05-28T15:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T15:20:54.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedido Incessante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N94QeAY1ock/TeED3Gi2ZNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XAQpPnamYzo/s1600/10710anjo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611770855864820946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N94QeAY1ock/TeED3Gi2ZNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XAQpPnamYzo/s200/10710anjo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tu apareceste num deserto, numa montanha, nos meus sonhos. Tu tens tudo o que quero e, no entanto, és inalcançável... Tu, que levas o meu coração para lá do meu destino... Leva-o para o fogo eterno para o acalentar e derreter o seu gelo... Para me sentir um pouco mais viva do que era quando era mortal... Tu, apaga-me esta dor.. Leva para longe o meu sofrimento eterno... Leva-o para ele nunca mais vir... Nunca mais se apoderar de mim... Estou a ser queimada nas minhas entranhas, no profundo do meu ser... Quero gritar e já não tenho voz... Quero pedir socorro e já não tenho a quem... Estou a desaparecer... Estarei eu perdida para sempre? Ou serás tu o salvador da minha alma?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-4440865223180770848?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4440865223180770848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/pedido-incessante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4440865223180770848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4440865223180770848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/pedido-incessante.html' title='Pedido Incessante'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N94QeAY1ock/TeED3Gi2ZNI/AAAAAAAAAV8/XAQpPnamYzo/s72-c/10710anjo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-6143865361327785711</id><published>2011-05-27T19:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T19:31:34.337+01:00</updated><title type='text'>L.A Guns-Crystal Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jFB7J94qIgw?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you GothicSky*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-6143865361327785711?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6143865361327785711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/la-guns-crystal-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6143865361327785711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6143865361327785711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/la-guns-crystal-eyes.html' title='L.A Guns-Crystal Eyes'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jFB7J94qIgw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-8629567992605443312</id><published>2011-05-27T15:08:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T15:15:19.471+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvvMAMbGX54/Td-xM0XMy3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/IWrBVh-Y8G4/s1600/2366070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611398494499425138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvvMAMbGX54/Td-xM0XMy3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/IWrBVh-Y8G4/s200/2366070.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquele olhar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me fixou uma vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquele olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que persegue a minha alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E me deixa indefesa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me deita abaixo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E me leva ao infinito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquele olhar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que quer de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquilo que não tenho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquele olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que petrificou o meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E me deixou sem palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquela estrela cadente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me segue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E me pergunta a toda a hora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se quero mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do que aquilo que tenho neste momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquele olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que levou a minha alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para um planeta distante e desconhecido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aquele olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me deixou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que eu perdi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E não posso voltar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A possuí-lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-8629567992605443312?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8629567992605443312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/aquele-olhar-que-me-fixou-uma-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8629567992605443312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8629567992605443312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/aquele-olhar-que-me-fixou-uma-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvvMAMbGX54/Td-xM0XMy3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/IWrBVh-Y8G4/s72-c/2366070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-4172881404970145565</id><published>2011-05-27T14:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T14:36:35.162+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim Burton Inspired- Frightening Fairy Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IPoRhaLGWFw?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div 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Tale'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IPoRhaLGWFw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-4425559575067990681</id><published>2011-05-27T14:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T14:31:14.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gothic Music - Your dying Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iSn2tc7pPBs?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Heart'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/iSn2tc7pPBs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-559620503930172026</id><published>2011-05-27T14:11:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T14:31:28.498+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mRWtfTVpivs/Td-kJTZrGSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/t9Ms0Q_oNqg/s1600/userlay270371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611384140460661026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mRWtfTVpivs/Td-kJTZrGSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/t9Ms0Q_oNqg/s200/userlay270371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração bate&lt;br /&gt;Lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Tão lentamente&lt;br /&gt;Sem vontade&lt;br /&gt;de Viver&lt;br /&gt;Sem vontade&lt;br /&gt;de Prevalecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Bate como&lt;br /&gt;Pingos de Chuva&lt;br /&gt;Miudos&lt;br /&gt;Nas janelas&lt;br /&gt;Do meu quarto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Perdeu a vivacidade&lt;br /&gt;Quando de mim&lt;br /&gt;Tirastes&lt;br /&gt;O sangue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Já não tem&lt;br /&gt;Por que viver&lt;br /&gt;Porque a razão&lt;br /&gt;Se foi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Está a morrer&lt;br /&gt;Precisa que&lt;br /&gt;Rezes por ele...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mRWtfTVpivs/Td-kJTZrGSI/AAAAAAAAAVk/t9Ms0Q_oNqg/s72-c/userlay270371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-8311762269601732288</id><published>2011-05-25T18:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T19:06:28.869+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerto de: Paulo Coelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Eu amo-te. Eu amo-te porque todos os amores do mundo são como rios diferentes que correm para o mesmo lago, e ali se encontram e se transformam num amor único que por sua vez se transforma em chuva e abençoa a terra. » Eu amo-te como um rio, que cria as condições para que a vegetação e as flores cresçam por onde ele passa. Eu amo-te como um rio, que dá de beber a quem tem sede e transporta e transporta as pessoas até onde elas querem chegar. » Eu amo-te como um rio, que entende que precisa de correr de maneira diferente numa cascata e aprender a repousar numa depressão do terreno. Eu amo-te porque todos nascemos no mesmo lugar, na mesma fonte, que continua a alimentar-nos sempre com mais água. Assim, quando estamos fracos tudo que precisamos é aguardar um pouco. A Primavera regressa, as neves do Inverno derretem e tornam a encher-nos de nova energia. » Eu amo-te como um rio que começa solitário e fraco numa montanha, aos poucos vai crescendo e unindo-se a outros rios que se aproximam até que, a partir de determinado momento, pode contornar qualquer obstáculo para chegar aonde deseja. » Então recebo o teu amor e entrego-te o meu amor. Não o de o amor de um homem por uma mulher, não o amor de pai por uma filha, não o amor de Deus pelas suas criaturas. Mas um amor sem nome, sem explicação, como um rio que não consegue explicar o seu percurso, apenas segue avançando. Um amor que não pede e que não dá nada em troca, apenas se manifesta. Eu nunca serei teu, tu nunca serás minha, mas mesmo assim posso dizer: eu amo-te, eu amo-te, eu amo-te…” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-8311762269601732288?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8311762269601732288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/excerto-de-paulo-coelho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8311762269601732288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8311762269601732288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/excerto-de-paulo-coelho.html' title='Excerto de: Paulo Coelho'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-4007378841297540147</id><published>2011-05-24T19:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T17:30:47.004+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lágrimas que jorram dos meus olhos. Feridas profundas no meu coração. Pensamentos que causam sofrimento. Suplico por paz interior, paz no meu ser, paz neste sofrimento. Suplico por tréguas nesta angústia. Suplico que esta dor pare. Quero gritar, quero desfazer tudo, quero partir tudo. Está-me a dar um ataque de raiva, de sofrimento, de angústia. Quero cair numa cama e sentir o sono profundo e eterno para não sentir mais nada disto. Só aí eu sei que isto irá terminar. Estou em pleno sofrimento. Ninguém vê, ninguém entende, ninguém quer saber. Preciso de te ver bem longe de mim para que não abras mais feridas das que já estão abertas. Quem me dera que desaparecesses, que nunca mais voltasses, que eu não sentisse isto que me fere por dentro. Preciso de acalmar isto ou sou consumida em pouco tempo. Tenho as unhas cravadas no peito para te arrancar do coração. Talvez não fosse pior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-4007378841297540147?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4007378841297540147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/perdida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4007378841297540147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4007378841297540147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/perdida.html' title='Perdida...'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-4077965543262991664</id><published>2011-05-24T15:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T16:55:11.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Em alto mar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxMJFMG2NPk/TdvUxbN8bII/AAAAAAAAAVU/zge0ahRUSJM/s1600/149565_1231798373090_1773081319_443649_4402037_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610311706405006466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PxMJFMG2NPk/TdvUxbN8bII/AAAAAAAAAVU/zge0ahRUSJM/s200/149565_1231798373090_1773081319_443649_4402037_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na noite densa que tenho percorrido... cada passo na areia fica marcado por segundos... assim a água flui, a água apaga cada pegada minha... a lua irradia milagrosamente a água salgada do mar... salgada como a vida em si... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na noite densa... o meu corpo despe-se das roupas, dos artifícios mundanos, de todos os pensamentos, passos, toques, palavras minhas... O meu corpo mergulha nessa água salgada que me leva a alto mar, boiando nas ondas da sua irrequietação marítima...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na noite densa... fico iluminada pelo raios de luar, em alto mar... perdida como um ser humano que morre e renasce... não como uma fénix, com as feridas curadas e uma alma nova...renasço simplesmente...elevada nas trevas e no luar que me dá umas asas para voar na imensidão do firmamento, do céu negro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na noite densa...minha partida não é notada, é simplesmente levada, esquecida, apagada... como uma melodia que simplesmente se dissipa no final do seu som... numa brisa de vento que depois de passar pelos sítios que devia perde-se no ar circundante...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na noite densa...eu deixo de ser algo substancial...sou apenas parte da atmosfera, do sobrenatural, do firmamento, das trevas que me levaram...já ninguém guia o meu caminho, já ninguém sente a minha presença ou ausência...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-4077965543262991664?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4077965543262991664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/em-alto-mar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4077965543262991664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4077965543262991664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/em-alto-mar.html' title='Em 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/&gt;Não terás as respostas pelos meus lábios&lt;br /&gt;...Tão pouco te direi como obtê-las&lt;br /&gt;Terás que descobrir...&lt;br /&gt;Talvez através do brilho dos meus olhos quando olhas para mim&lt;br /&gt;Talvez pelo tom da minha voz quando te falo do meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Ou talvez, quem sabe, pela maneira que te toco, quando estamos a sós&lt;br /&gt;Descobre por ti mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Mas não me perguntes&lt;br /&gt;Não te direi com palavras&lt;br /&gt;Saberás, se souberes procurar...&lt;br /&gt;Se realmente me amas como dizes, acharás as respostas...&lt;br /&gt;Elas estão fragmentadas em mim&lt;br /&gt;Aos poucos, montarás um quebra cabeça&lt;br /&gt;E, se no final, souberes interpretar a charada, saberás o que sinto por ti.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não demores muito tentando entender-me.&lt;br /&gt;Não conseguirás, eu sei!&lt;br /&gt;Somente... decifra-me se puderes&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto isto, ama-me, como jamais amaste&lt;br /&gt;Abre o teu coração para mim&lt;br /&gt;E deixa-me ser dona de teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Se te sentires feliz, talvez descubras o quanto te amo!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-669744419098259721?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/669744419098259721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/nao-me-perguntes-se-te-amo-jamais-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/669744419098259721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/669744419098259721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/nao-me-perguntes-se-te-amo-jamais-te.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-3740492621008329202</id><published>2011-05-18T22:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T22:57:56.729+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em rosas negras encontro o meu consolo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seus espinhos machucam-me com leveza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porém, suas pétalas afagam-me com carinho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3740492621008329202?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3740492621008329202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/em-rosas-negras-encontro-o-meu-consolo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3740492621008329202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3740492621008329202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/em-rosas-negras-encontro-o-meu-consolo.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-4677766206441676288</id><published>2011-05-14T15:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T15:36:42.068+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu Negro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um corpo tem cor, tem uma alma cheia de mil cores, tem um coração que bate afincadamente cada milésimo de segundo... O meu não tem. O meu é um corpo negro, de olhar e lábios negros, de cabelos negros, de coração negro, de sangue negro e pele branca quase transparente... O meu corpo é como a minha vida: negro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Passeio por aí entre caminhos coloridos, mas as lárimas que derramo todos os dias levam a única cor que o meu corpo tem. É como se cada lágrima lavasse o negro que me preenche e deixa-me mais invisivel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Preciso de força para voltar a caminhar, para sentir o chão debaixo dos meus pés. Preciso de força para continuar a chorar. Chorar por mim, porque um dia, quando for totalmente invisivel, quando me for deste mundo, nem lágrimas vou ter... O meu negro transformar-se-á numa trovoada chuvosa e essa levará cada passo que dei, cada resto de mim neste mundo, cada toque da minha mão, cada olhar meu pousado em ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-4677766206441676288?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4677766206441676288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-meu-negro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4677766206441676288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4677766206441676288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-meu-negro.html' title='O meu Negro'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-3662448279146526347</id><published>2011-05-14T15:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T17:31:49.635+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Não é preciso muito para saberes como gosto de me perder nesse teu lindo olhar azul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azul como o mar imenso que ninguém sabe o que esconde, leva e traz..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3662448279146526347?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3662448279146526347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/nao-e-preciso-muito-para-saberes-como.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3662448279146526347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3662448279146526347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/nao-e-preciso-muito-para-saberes-como.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-6207667947575890711</id><published>2011-04-05T15:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T15:04:50.441+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know you haven't made your mind up yet&lt;br /&gt;But I would never do you wrong&lt;br /&gt;I've known it from the moment that we met&lt;br /&gt;No doubt in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Where you belong&lt;br /&gt;...♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-6207667947575890711?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-5584463971961553123</id><published>2011-04-05T12:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T12:49:11.028+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There was a young man who said "God&lt;br /&gt;Must find it exceedingly odd&lt;br /&gt;To think that the tree&lt;br /&gt;Should continue to be&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one about in the quad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Sir: Your astonishment's odd;&lt;br /&gt;I am always about in the quad.&lt;br /&gt;And that's why the tree&lt;br /&gt;Will continue to be&lt;br /&gt;Since observed by, Yours faithfully, God." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Berkeley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Why do punishments exist? The tip of the bone was very white And invited the infinitely continuing darkness Just about everything might seem vivid And disappear soon I lock up your memories Even if they were to be damaged At the depths of a crazed love There was an incompletely repressed impulse While I gathered up the pieces I was waiting for the end of the dream Because those who have sins are giving up Because those who have punishments yearn too much Just about everything might be abandoned And spin, keep on spinning Will I be able to laugh when morning comes? Will I be able to laugh like I did on that day? I wish, I keep on wishing That there isn’t a thing that I’ve lost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3803094665698340270?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3803094665698340270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-pile-soil-onto-your-corpse-even-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3803094665698340270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3803094665698340270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-pile-soil-onto-your-corpse-even-if.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-7192708985952928631</id><published>2011-03-17T18:07:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-17T18:08:14.472Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I started to wake this morning,&lt;br /&gt;in that half-alert twilight sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I saw you in my mind's eye.&lt;br /&gt;Taking your shoulders in my hands and pulling you toward me,&lt;br /&gt;I kissed you gently on the lips&lt;br /&gt;then whispered into your ear&lt;br /&gt;thoughts that I have wanted you to know since we first met.&lt;br /&gt;No past, no future; just our moment alone together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-7192708985952928631?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7192708985952928631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-i-started-to-wake-this-morning-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7192708985952928631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7192708985952928631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/as-i-started-to-wake-this-morning-in.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-7084694980226361922</id><published>2011-03-12T20:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-12T20:43:39.137Z</updated><title type='text'>***Fix You ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eD16JOzZY3I/TXvaXxeM_fI/AAAAAAAAATg/w-6squU8jhU/s1600/P10002891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583296265007726066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eD16JOzZY3I/TXvaXxeM_fI/AAAAAAAAATg/w-6squU8jhU/s200/P10002891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A humildade não está na pobreza, não está na indigência, na penúria, na necessidade, na nudez e nem na fome. A humildade está na pessoa que tendo o direito de reclamar, julgar, reprovar e tomar qualquer atitude compreensível no brio pessoal, apenas abençoa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-7084694980226361922?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7084694980226361922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/fix-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7084694980226361922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7084694980226361922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/fix-you.html' title='***Fix You ...'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eD16JOzZY3I/TXvaXxeM_fI/AAAAAAAAATg/w-6squU8jhU/s72-c/P10002891.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-1237337004763510833</id><published>2011-03-10T21:20:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-10T21:31:40.788Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T1JP46Ohx5g/TXlDCk_JntI/AAAAAAAAATY/3JvxnVp9dOI/s1600/P1000287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582566924669787858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T1JP46Ohx5g/TXlDCk_JntI/AAAAAAAAATY/3JvxnVp9dOI/s200/P1000287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uc54Ce50FeQ/TXlCqKz-CgI/AAAAAAAAATQ/St0zABf1B4I/s1600/P1000282.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNBF_wt48B4/TXlA2AXy14I/AAAAAAAAATI/eW8Eub7nqII/s1600/P10002891.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quero ser a lua, quero ser a luz que habita na escuridão, nas trevas do teu ser, do teu olhar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo me tornar a razão mais sincera do teu amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desejo ser o frio desta noite escura debaixo dessa chuva que cai sobre ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dando-te motivos para te tornares o nascer no meu coração, o sentimento que trás a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser a ultima gota do teu sangue, dar-te meu doce vinho&lt;br /&gt;Quero degustar a tuacarne esta noite, enquanto te embriago de amor e desejo&lt;br /&gt;Quero ter tua alma nas minhas mãos para te ter pela eternidade preso no meu destino&lt;br /&gt;Quero te acalentar em meus frios braços como uma criança que com medo chora&lt;br /&gt;Quero os teus precisos sonhos para guardar no meu baú da vida&lt;br /&gt;Mas não tenhas medo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Só quero, na verdade, e que me ames sem te preocupares com nada, nem a morte&lt;br /&gt;Nada será um obstáculo, não existem obstáculos quando existe "nós”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu és a fonte da minha existência e esse o motivo para mim assim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Posso ter-te sem medo de perder-te para a vida&lt;br /&gt;Viver para morrer ou morrer para viver&lt;br /&gt;O vinho esta sobre a mesa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As taças ao seu alcance&lt;br /&gt;Beba o meu veneno do amor e enlouqueça comigo, passa a eternidade ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Rende-te aos nossos desejos... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-1237337004763510833?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1237337004763510833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/quero-ser-lua-quero-ser-luz-que-habita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/1237337004763510833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/1237337004763510833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/quero-ser-lua-quero-ser-luz-que-habita.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T1JP46Ohx5g/TXlDCk_JntI/AAAAAAAAATY/3JvxnVp9dOI/s72-c/P1000287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-4846976258461909644</id><published>2011-02-22T21:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-22T21:55:31.760Z</updated><title type='text'>A doçura de um Anjo</title><content type='html'>Perdida entre as asas de um anjo.&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo distinguir o que é real.&lt;br /&gt;Perdida na doçura de um encanto.&lt;br /&gt;Arrepio-me ao sentir um estranho sopro em meu pescoço.&lt;br /&gt;Mas surpreendo-me na curiosidade que mostra o meu corpo.&lt;br /&gt;Presa na tortura de uma razão.&lt;br /&gt;Vencida pelos meus desejos.&lt;br /&gt;Estou presa entre doçura e lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;Estou presa entre amor e ódio.&lt;br /&gt;Presos entre sorrisos e lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;Amarrados por nossos corações.&lt;br /&gt;Que vá embora a saudade que me domina.&lt;br /&gt;Que vá embora encontrar seu destino&lt;br /&gt;E venha mais uma vez iluminar o meu caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Mostre-me a paz que eu vejo em meus sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;Perdida nas carícias de um anjo.&lt;br /&gt;Surpreendo-me no desejo que mostra o meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Quando sinto o teu sopro no meu pescoço.&lt;br /&gt;Surpreendo-me ao me entregar às carícias de uma loucura.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto em meu corpo a tortura do meu subconsciente.&lt;br /&gt;Amarrada aos braços de um anjo.&lt;br /&gt;Entrego-me a uma loucura.&lt;br /&gt;E que se vão as razões que ficam a dominar-me.&lt;br /&gt;Estou presa na doçura de um anjo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-4846976258461909644?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4846976258461909644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/docura-de-um-anjo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4846976258461909644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4846976258461909644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/docura-de-um-anjo.html' title='A doçura de um Anjo'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-7133654851227032682</id><published>2011-02-20T12:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-22T14:07:34.698Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up, looking at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and knowing the sun is high in the blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling you brush across my cheekbrings my morning to its peak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hearing the words slip from your lipsthose same which greeted me with a morning kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, you don't know what you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But every move... makes me more in love with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, Good Morning, Beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are My Everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-7133654851227032682?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7133654851227032682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/waking-up-looking-at-youand-knowing-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wonderful sight. It's like magic. ★When the moon shines on Circus Square , Deep in the darkness that surrounds the park. Lights that shine like jewels. ★Until the moon comes, when the city sleeps. Somewhere up there is an angel to keep watch. I believe in it. Or these are just dreams? ★Most people﻿ say they love London by day But I and many others love London by night.★ " :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-1623414949320089226?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1623414949320089226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/london-by-night-is-wonderful-sight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/1623414949320089226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/1623414949320089226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/london-by-night-is-wonderful-sight.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-2368616265958330360</id><published>2011-02-17T12:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-17T17:49:33.762Z</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes I want to scream!&lt;br /&gt;Scream so that the world can hear me. Scream so I’m not stuck in this place forever. Sometimes I want run, run from all the noise and chatter going around in my head…except for when it’s packed…tightly packed like sardins it’s too hard to even move a finger. Sometimes I want to run…run as fast as I can until... you catch me and then it’s as if we’re the only people in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do what you feel in your heart to be right...for you'll be criticized anyway. You'll be damned if you do, and damned if you don't...So what now?...With love and patience, nothing is impossible, just don't give up trying to do what you really want to do, where there is trust, love and determination, I don't think you can go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2GmVajkqLNU" frameborder="0" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply love watching their videos together! They were like two children in love, always having fun and so careless about what people around them might be﻿ thinking, as if they existed in a universe parallel to ours! Thats true love!!!I hope we are all lucky enough in life to find that person who makes us﻿ feel like this... In a sign...ificant other or even a best friend :)Peace and love everyone! Love is beautiful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-2368616265958330360?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2368616265958330360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/sometimes-i-want-to-scream-scream-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/2368616265958330360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/2368616265958330360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/sometimes-i-want-to-scream-scream-so.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2GmVajkqLNU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-2426039391166850077</id><published>2011-02-15T20:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-15T20:15:08.994Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; ‎"Honey, Come a little closer,let me whisper in your ear.Let me tell it to you softly,So that no one else will hear.What I have to say is private,...and is just between us two;just want you, to know how much,I love the things you do. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-2426039391166850077?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2426039391166850077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/honey-come-little-closerlet-me-whisper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/2426039391166850077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/2426039391166850077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/honey-come-little-closerlet-me-whisper.html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-808406992364510588?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/808406992364510588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/well-be-there-together-and-well-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/808406992364510588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/808406992364510588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/well-be-there-together-and-well-never.html' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyone can catch my eye, but it takes someone special to catch my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Valentines Day! ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-7196068187555018387?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7196068187555018387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/anyone-can-catch-my-eye-but-it-takes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7196068187555018387'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;‎"I think of you every second and every breath,&lt;br /&gt;For you I would stare even into the face of death.&lt;br /&gt;To kiss your lips is to taste the sweetness of love,&lt;br /&gt;And it brings forth feelings from the heavens above." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3145148090557322398?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3145148090557322398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-think-of-you-every-second-and-every.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3145148090557322398'/><link 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give and to be given to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I might feel myself flow through the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alive in you, the wonder of my tears." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-9175107678762335820?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9175107678762335820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-i-ever-wanted-is-in-you-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/9175107678762335820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="justify"&gt;tu não vês, tu não vês&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;eu vou estar aqui, vou estar aqui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;para quando tu, não quiseres ouvir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;vou estar aqui, por ti"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Paulo de Carvalho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3054442320038074415?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3054442320038074415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/quando-nao-tens-ninguem-eu-estou-ca-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3054442320038074415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3054442320038074415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/quando-nao-tens-ninguem-eu-estou-ca-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-1663033645914305590</id><published>2011-02-07T13:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-07T13:09:10.347Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deixa as promessas para amanhã de manhã e vamos ascender alguns sonhos roubados. Não me ensines o caminho de volta, quero me afogar nas leis da minha liberdade e desafiar as teorias que sustentam a minha coragem. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-1663033645914305590?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1663033645914305590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/deixa-as-promessas-para-amanha-de-manha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/1663033645914305590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/1663033645914305590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/deixa-as-promessas-para-amanha-de-manha.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-8168565355118337836</id><published>2011-01-26T17:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-26T17:10:14.741Z</updated><title type='text'>Sentences of my present</title><content type='html'>* "I eat boys up, breakfast and lunch, then, when I'm thirsty, I drink their blood, carnivore, animal, I am a cannibal, I eat boys up, you better run." ♥ ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Just as things start to turn from awful to wonderful, you realize that the past is missed the most, and you can't help but think about the good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have found that if you love life, life will love you back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-8168565355118337836?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8168565355118337836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/sentences-of-my-present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8168565355118337836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8168565355118337836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/sentences-of-my-present.html' title='Sentences of my present'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-7014232047288843523</id><published>2011-01-20T18:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-20T18:53:13.463Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mulher boa demais é como carro bom demais, pode dar direito a "carjacking"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-7014232047288843523?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7014232047288843523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/mulher-boa-demais-e-como-carro-bom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7014232047288843523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7014232047288843523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/mulher-boa-demais-e-como-carro-bom.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-5647007604286622887</id><published>2011-01-19T22:53:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-19T22:53:44.545Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NADA. Passaram nuvens e eu&lt;br /&gt;fiquei...&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;ar limpo não há rasto.&lt;br /&gt;Surgiu a lua de onde já não sei,&lt;br /&gt;...Num claro luar vasto.&lt;br /&gt;Todo o espaço da noite fica&lt;br /&gt;cheio&lt;br /&gt;De um&lt;br /&gt;peso sossegado...&lt;br /&gt;Onde porei o meu futuro, e o enleio&lt;br /&gt;Que o liga ao meu&lt;br /&gt;passado? O que faço??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-5647007604286622887?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5647007604286622887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/nada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5647007604286622887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5647007604286622887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/nada.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-7095179421469776597</id><published>2011-01-19T14:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-19T14:45:53.162Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKzljJCFAUo/TTb5AQkoqUI/AAAAAAAAASs/f-qYdSsEjdY/s1600/Photo0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563908172506769730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKzljJCFAUo/TTb5AQkoqUI/AAAAAAAAASs/f-qYdSsEjdY/s200/Photo0093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But everything means nothing&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got you"&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/5185541675122476737-7095179421469776597?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7095179421469776597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/but-everything-means-nothing-if-i-aint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7095179421469776597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7095179421469776597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/but-everything-means-nothing-if-i-aint.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKzljJCFAUo/TTb5AQkoqUI/AAAAAAAAASs/f-qYdSsEjdY/s72-c/Photo0093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-8910628598509435552</id><published>2011-01-18T18:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-18T18:59:20.541Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There comes a time in life, when you walk away from all the drama and people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you laugh, forget the bad, and focus on the good. So, love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don't. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is part of LIFE. Getting back up is LIVING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-8910628598509435552?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8910628598509435552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/there-comes-time-in-life-when-you-walk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8910628598509435552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8910628598509435552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/there-comes-time-in-life-when-you-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-2475033789426922446</id><published>2011-01-10T12:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-10T12:19:13.666Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"There must be some explanation to all my frustrations inside my head. I’ve always dreamed before it could be and I still dream... I know I can’t change my past,it’s time to move on, at last. I’ve not always been as strong as I can, but I know that I had my ups and downs...I lost myself yesterday...Time moves mountains, they say..." FORÇA ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-2475033789426922446?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2475033789426922446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/there-must-be-some-explanation-to-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/2475033789426922446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/2475033789426922446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/there-must-be-some-explanation-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-3594047050992840723</id><published>2011-01-08T19:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-08T19:49:48.977Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"My Mama always said, life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you gunna get" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Forrest Gump♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3594047050992840723?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3594047050992840723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-mama-always-said-life-is-like-box-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3594047050992840723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3594047050992840723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-mama-always-said-life-is-like-box-of.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-223441648643593022</id><published>2011-01-07T20:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-07T20:02:02.103Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Caring for each other, just does not exist, all we wanna do is solve our problems with our fists, so let's change this, rearrange this, don't contribute, try to change it. Be forgiving, to all living, because life's to short to hold a grudge for all time." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-223441648643593022?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/223441648643593022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/caring-for-each-other-just-does-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/223441648643593022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/223441648643593022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/caring-for-each-other-just-does-not.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-5683358319421240122</id><published>2011-01-06T19:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-01-06T19:06:57.419Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;life is full of diverse perspectives, seeing things through eyes that are not your own is a gift that very few possess. Its easy to try to force fit others against your own vision but never forget that people are much more complex than we realize and we should never be quick to judge how other people's hearts beat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-5683358319421240122?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5683358319421240122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-is-full-of-diverse-perspectives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5683358319421240122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5683358319421240122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-is-full-of-diverse-perspectives.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-7863417109991547849</id><published>2010-12-22T14:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-22T14:31:47.249Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKzljJCFAUo/TRILnPqVlCI/AAAAAAAAASA/0JRvZel3H0M/s1600/happy-holidays-cntry.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 108px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKzljJCFAUo/TRILnPqVlCI/AAAAAAAAASA/0JRvZel3H0M/s200/happy-holidays-cntry.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553514059348153378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; line-height: 14px; "&gt;Every new year people make resolutions to change aspects of themselves they believe are negative. A majority of people revert back to how they were before and feel like failures. This year I challenge you to a new resolution. I challenge you to just be yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Holidays too everyone!!!&lt;/div&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/5185541675122476737-7863417109991547849?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7863417109991547849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/every-new-year-people-make-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7863417109991547849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7863417109991547849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/every-new-year-people-make-resolutions.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FKzljJCFAUo/TRILnPqVlCI/AAAAAAAAASA/0JRvZel3H0M/s72-c/happy-holidays-cntry.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-4324271027642019524</id><published>2010-11-28T21:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-28T21:41:32.084Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I say, "I love you," it's not because I want you or because I can't have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I've seen your kindness and your strength. I've seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-4324271027642019524?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4324271027642019524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-i-say-i-love-you-its-not-because-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4324271027642019524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/4324271027642019524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-i-say-i-love-you-its-not-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-5482767222087778749</id><published>2010-11-24T15:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-24T15:01:02.453Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-5482767222087778749?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5482767222087778749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-with-deeper-instinct-choose-man-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5482767222087778749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5482767222087778749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-with-deeper-instinct-choose-man-who.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-6924780685677650883</id><published>2010-11-22T21:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-22T21:11:34.155Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some days are for living, others are for getting through, I'm hoping things will look up, and right when they do, there's always something to fuck it up, and we're back at square one, there are good days and there are bad days, and this is one of them. I'm tired of being nice to people who don't give a shit about me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-6924780685677650883?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6924780685677650883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/some-days-are-for-living-others-are-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6924780685677650883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6924780685677650883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/some-days-are-for-living-others-are-for.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-3802882350583712915</id><published>2010-11-17T19:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:39:56.408Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can miles truly separate you from friends…. If you want to be with someone you love, aren’t you already there? Chances are... when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don’t think it’s possible for you to miss me as much as I’m missing you right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3802882350583712915?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3802882350583712915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/can-miles-truly-separate-you-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3802882350583712915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3802882350583712915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/can-miles-truly-separate-you-from.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-8759238102180643586</id><published>2010-11-17T19:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:35:29.091Z</updated><title type='text'>Alma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A alma, ao contrário do que tu supões, a alma é exterior: envolve e impregna o corpo como um fluido envolve a matéria. Em certos Homens a alma chega a ser visível, a atmosfera que os rodeia toma cor. Há seres cuja alma é uma contínua exalação: arrastam-na como um cometa ao oiro esparralhado da cauda - imensa, dorida, frenética. Há-os cuja alma é de uma sensibilidade extrema: sentem em si todo o universo. Daí também simpatias e antipatias súbitas quando duas almas se tocam, mesmo antes da matéria comunicar. O amor não é senão a impregnação desses fluidos, formando uma só alma, como o ódio é a repulsão dessa névoa sensível. Assim é que o homem faz parte da estrela e a estrela de Deus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-8759238102180643586?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8759238102180643586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/alma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8759238102180643586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8759238102180643586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/alma.html' title='Alma'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-2816636503526210625</id><published>2010-10-01T16:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:41:55.582+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Existe somente uma idade para se ser feliz, somente uma época na vida de cada um em que é possível sonhar, fazer planos e ter energia suficiente para os realizar independentemente das dificuldade ou obstáculos… Existe somente uma idade para te encantares com a vida, viveres apaixonadamente e desfrutares de tudo com intensidade e sem medo nem culpa de sentires prazer… Existe somente uma fase dourada em que podes criar e recriar a vida à tua própria imagem e vestires-te com todas as cores e experimentar todos os sabores... Existe somente um tempo de entusiasmo e coragem em que todos os desafios são um convite à luta que enfrentarás com toda a disposição em tentar algo de novo e de novo, quantas vezes forem precisas... Essa idade, essa fase dourada ou esse tempo tão fugaz na vida, chama-se PRESENTE, também conhecido como AGORA ou JÁ e tem apenas a duração do instante que passa... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-2816636503526210625?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2816636503526210625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/existe-somente-uma-idade-para-se-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/2816636503526210625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/2816636503526210625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/existe-somente-uma-idade-para-se-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-3939782433284764055</id><published>2010-09-28T21:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:35:34.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We cannot change our past. We can not change the fact that people act in a certain way... And you know who the f**k you are.... We can't change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play the one card we have, and that's our damn attitude!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3939782433284764055?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3939782433284764055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-cannot-change-our-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3939782433284764055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3939782433284764055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-cannot-change-our-past.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-7466928956584231721</id><published>2010-09-28T16:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T16:17:44.524+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y cada noche vendrá una estrellaa hacerme compañía que te cuente cómo estoy y sepas lo que hay. Dime amor, amor, amor...estoy aqui no ves? Si no vuelves no habrá vidano sé lo que haré !!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-7466928956584231721?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7466928956584231721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/09/y-cada-noche-vendra-una-estrellaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7466928956584231721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7466928956584231721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-7403722666634030601</id><published>2010-09-11T00:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:10:34.582+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"tears fall, down your face, the taste, is something new, something that I know moving on is, easiest when I am around you, so bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea"♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-7403722666634030601?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7403722666634030601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Sem claro, deixar de passar pela cave do Redondo e provar o saboroso vinho da zona alentejana em questão, juntamente com um queijinho de Nissa e umas fatiazinhas de presunto de pata negra característico da cidade de Elvas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E, como não poderia deixar de ser, um olhar curto a Badajoz! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-1658734906845695854?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1658734906845695854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-6534915564327557026</id><published>2010-08-26T13:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:26:00.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe and I found that with you...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-6534915564327557026?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' 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Feio'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-1573250013795751615</id><published>2010-07-28T17:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T17:52:54.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting ready to go to the beach and sun bath under the constant falling ashes, another hot day, the sky is grey and it smells the smoke, its worst if you stay indoors, at least there’s breeze outside...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-1573250013795751615?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-7589560534756217705</id><published>2010-07-26T14:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T14:20:06.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Think I'm lost in a road I don't know where begins or ends... There's no lights, no rainbows, no sun...only darkness that embraces my soul...This kinda of world makes me confused and lost... Hope a shinning star guides me through this eternal dark road...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-7589560534756217705?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7589560534756217705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/think-im-lost-in-road-i-dont-know-where.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7589560534756217705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7589560534756217705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/think-im-lost-in-road-i-dont-know-where.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-5944388178961939604</id><published>2010-07-25T00:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T00:41:14.618+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Keep your mind and your heart open. Because if either the two close, that's when you stop living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-5944388178961939604?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5944388178961939604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/keep-your-mind-and-your-heart-open.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5944388178961939604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5944388178961939604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/keep-your-mind-and-your-heart-open.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-5386024835709008237</id><published>2010-07-24T17:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T17:56:56.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e se eu te dissesse que tenho saudades tuas? que ainda te procuro? e que às vezes me apetecia pôr a mala às costas e fazer-me à estrada à tua procura? será que ainda te lembras de mim? será que ainda te lembras pelo menos do meu nome? tenho tantas questões pendentes na minha cabeça, que só me fazem gostar de ti cada dia mais, mas gostar faz sofrer e eu não consigo encontrar a estrada que me leva a ti. sabes aquele barquito que tem 2 lugares? sim, esse mesmo. por muito que possa estar ocupado, ele tem o teu nome gravado no banco a meu lado, e independentemente do dia, da hora, do mês e do ano em que tenciones voltar, ele estará, tal como eu, sempre à tua espera.. mas agora, quero apenas lembrar-te que me fartei de o conduzir sozinha, e por isso vou alugá-lo a um outro alguém. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;vai dando notícias, mas não voltes tão cedo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-5386024835709008237?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5386024835709008237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-8836976039434577879</id><published>2010-07-19T23:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T23:16:00.584+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some people say " What The Fuck?" and i answer "Fuck the What!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-8836976039434577879?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8836976039434577879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-69509869156953072</id><published>2010-07-16T14:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:20:35.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bWTuKd2lTo4&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bWTuKd2lTo4&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-69509869156953072?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/69509869156953072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-want-satisfy-undisclosed-desires-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/69509869156953072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/69509869156953072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-want-satisfy-undisclosed-desires-in.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-3328870625042296631</id><published>2010-07-12T19:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T19:14:44.899+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ontem foi horrível. Hoje nem por isso. Amanhã... Logo se vê!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3328870625042296631?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3328870625042296631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/ontem-foi-horrivel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3328870625042296631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3328870625042296631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/ontem-foi-horrivel.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-2770384847733008785</id><published>2010-07-11T23:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:10:30.122+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiling For Life [or Trying]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKzljJCFAUo/TDpAnUADCaI/AAAAAAAAARk/6AJIV7BXYB4/s1600/Foto0227G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492773739659725218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FKzljJCFAUo/TDpAnUADCaI/AAAAAAAAARk/6AJIV7BXYB4/s400/Foto0227G.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois de algum tempo a combater a tristeza que me tenta invadir todos os dias, parece que me rendi a esta mesma. A cada hora que passa, mesmo rodeada de várias pessoas, sinto-me na mesma sozinha. Falta sempre algo. Não é que não tente espairecer ou viver, porque tento. Simplesmente, não há uma razão primordial de alegria. É só momentaneo e depois...Pufffff!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, pelo menos já comecei a perceber que não vais voltar de jeito algum e por muito que isso me doa, tento seguir em frente com todas as forças que tenho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[11-07-‎2010: Espanha - Campeã do Mundo :D]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-2770384847733008785?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2770384847733008785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mxkMlS2nuU8" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;India Arie - Ready For Love&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-308367938113579170?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/308367938113579170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-you-give-me-half-chance-ill-prove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/308367938113579170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/308367938113579170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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¸.•´´¯...)ღ♥ღ_____ ¸.•´´¯)ღ♥ღPORTOooo____ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-5258397483039261709?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5258397483039261709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5258397483039261709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5258397483039261709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-1418585370044066006</id><published>2010-07-08T13:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T13:23:24.882+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;´Eu sei que o amor e as represas são iguais: se se deixa uma brecha por onde um fio de água se possa meter, aos poucos ele vai rebentando as paredes e chega um momento em que ninguém consegue mais controlar a força da correnteza.&lt;br /&gt;Se as paredes desmoronam, amor toma conta de tudo já não interessa o que é possível ou o que é impossível, não interessa se podemos ou não manter a pessoa amada ao nosso lado - amar é perder o controlo.&lt;br /&gt;Não, não posso deixar uma brecha por menor que seja.´&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paulo Coelho in "A Margem do Rio Piedra"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-1418585370044066006?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1418585370044066006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-sei-que-o-amor-e-as-represas-sao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-5449903920922104046</id><published>2010-07-05T22:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:58:47.772+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comer lagartos, phoder lampioes, é o lema dos Dragoes..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-5449903920922104046?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5449903920922104046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/comer-lagartos-phoder-lampioes-e-o-lema.html#comment-form' title='0 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"now im not the girl i used to be lately, see you met me at an interesting time, and if my past is any sign of ur future, then i shud warn u before i let u inside"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mike Postner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-7344248415925072428?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7344248415925072428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/07/now-im-not-girl-i-used-to-be-lately-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/7344248415925072428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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point?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-6953661475246075685?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6953661475246075685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/everything-you-do-in-life-should-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6953661475246075685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6953661475246075685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/everything-you-do-in-life-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-3993141932051004626</id><published>2010-06-28T20:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:05:24.612+01:00</updated><title type='text'>6 coisas que não sabem sobre mim</title><content type='html'>Tomando o desafio da &lt;a href="http://baudakelinha.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelinha&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1º) Devoro dezenas de livros por ano e deito-me tarde por causa desse vício;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2º) Tenho uma paixão enorme por fotografia (tenho que andar sempre com uma máquina atrás senão não me sinto bem);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3º) Adoro a Índia! ( não hei-de morrer sem lá ir!);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4º) Adoro motas e velocidade;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5º) Ás vezes, gosto de mandar umas bocas (mas fixes) que ninguém fica a perceber e eu desato-me a rir com o que disse ( que coisa mais tona, Marisa!!!);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6º) Epah, acho que já disse tudo...mas eu queria mesmo ver Marte!!! Acho que vou para lá viver!!! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-3993141932051004626?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3993141932051004626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/6-coisas-que-nao-sabem-sobre-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3993141932051004626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/3993141932051004626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/6-coisas-que-nao-sabem-sobre-mim.html' title='6 coisas que não sabem sobre mim'/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-5158947417659628708</id><published>2010-06-27T13:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T13:22:51.740+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mergulho nesse brilho como se estivesse a sonhar. Fazes-me sorrir, fazes-me esquecer o mundo por alguns segundos, deixando-me completamente fixada em ti. Ver-te é um consolo, parece que mais nada no mundo importa. Sonho com cada gesto, desejo cada toque… Voo livremente, como uma borboleta ao sabor do vento. Voo tão alto que chego a beijar a lua y a dançar com o sol. Não há nada que brilhe mais do que tu, do que a tua preciosa aura que envolve o teu corpo num abraço transparente. Mostraste-me o que é sorrir sem motivo aparente, secaste as minhas lágrimas mesmo sem querer… És especial, sim… Mas só sou tua num sonho, toco-te do outro lado do horizonte, onde as nossas vidas se cruzam y os nossos lábios não se separam. Enquanto pisar o chão com os meus próprios pés, jamais te direi que te amo ou que quero ficar contigo para o resto da vida, não irei partilhar toda a minha vida contigo nem todos os meus momentos secretos. És uma simples imagem real, uma alma com vida… Mas não sinto o teu calor, quando te toco não sinto nada, quando te falo nem te ouço… É como se a tua existência fosse uma ilusão y eu estivesse louca. Sussurrando para mim, digo muitas vezes o quão gostaria de estar a teu lado, de te ver sorrir espontaneamente, de te ver adormecer ao meu lado y acordar com uma carícia minha no teu rosto, de sair contigo de mão dada, de chorar no teu ombro y secar as tuas lágrimas, de aceitar a tua forma de ser y amando-te como tal, de me sentir amada por ti, de trocar os melhores y mais sinceros beijos do mundo… O meu coração gostaria de gritar bem alto o que poderia sentir, mas a prisão em que está não o deixa libertar-se y fazê-lo sentir as emoções mais fortes, que outrora havia sentido… A distância prende-o com a maior força, de certa forma protegendo-o para não se quebrar novamente… No entanto, ele sofre por não ser livre, por não amar com vontade. Y eu vejo a minha vida correr durante muito y muito tempo, sem se cruzar com a tua. Nem que fosse um breve olhar, quero soltar a paixão que deseja crescer dentro de mim. Porque tu cativaste-me, iluminaste o meu caminho com um só sorriso, fizeste-me acreditar que ainda há esperança de renascer y voltar a viver, deste-me razões para me levantar y continuar… Obrigada. Mesmo que nunca te venha a provar os doces lábios nem a sentir o calor do teu abraço, obrigada por me fazeres sentir viva, por me teres feito sentir o bater do coração que há tanto tempo tinha morrido. Nunca deixes as lágrimas afogarem a vida que transborda do teu sorriso, porque, tal como o olhar, diz tudo de ti, mostrando o quão especial y único tu és.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-5158947417659628708?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5158947417659628708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/mergulho-nesse-brilho-como-se-estivesse.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5158947417659628708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5158947417659628708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/mergulho-nesse-brilho-como-se-estivesse.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-6625848759783335584</id><published>2010-06-23T20:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:22:51.024+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bAsA00-5KoI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bAsA00-5KoI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-6625848759783335584?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6625848759783335584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/param-namemovie-value.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6625848759783335584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/6625848759783335584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/param-namemovie-value.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-8300806054505392002</id><published>2010-06-23T11:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:46:16.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wake Up and Live!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bob Marley&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/5185541675122476737-8300806054505392002?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8300806054505392002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-one-big-road-with-lots-of-signs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8300806054505392002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/8300806054505392002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-one-big-road-with-lots-of-signs.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-5249429757928078833</id><published>2010-06-22T13:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T13:59:08.129+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A serpente infernal; foi ela cuja astúcia, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fomentou a inveja e a vingança, ludibriou &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mãe da humanidade &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ao tempo que o seu orgulho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A expulsara do Céu, com toda a sua hoste &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De Anjos rebeldes, com suja ajuda, aspirando &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascender em glória acima dos seus pares, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acreditou ter igualado o Mais Alto, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se lutasse, e com propósito ambicioso, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contra o trono e a monarquia de Deus, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travou ímpia guerra no Céu e batalha orgulhosa, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em vã tentativa."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;John Milton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-5249429757928078833?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5249429757928078833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/serpente-infernal-foi-ela-cuja-astucia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5249429757928078833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5249429757928078833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/serpente-infernal-foi-ela-cuja-astucia.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185541675122476737.post-5833358960101513499</id><published>2010-06-22T00:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T00:14:00.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;T'es fou? Oui... de toi! ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185541675122476737-5833358960101513499?l=marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5833358960101513499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/tes-fou-oui.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5833358960101513499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185541675122476737/posts/default/5833358960101513499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marisinhaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/06/tes-fou-oui.html' title=''/><author><name>MariSinhaaa★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419691700653509467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0yA9tuXwjI/Ta2IkZ8zDrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kplyB-YjG1w/s220/P1000297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
