<?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-1652405660929204754</id><updated>2012-03-04T16:14:47.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ines... Pequena princesa ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-5026153131162466302</id><published>2012-03-04T15:28:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T16:14:47.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>musica ambiente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYxCPfS-OxU/T1P7gzDfADI/AAAAAAAABM4/oXvBFXrwvQg/s1600/DSC00751.JPG" style="font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYxCPfS-OxU/T1P7gzDfADI/AAAAAAAABM4/oXvBFXrwvQg/s200/DSC00751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716188892942499890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: center; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; white-space: pre; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px; text-align: center; "&gt;Hoje em dia ninguem mais entende o que essencia de Musica...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt; tem cada um seu grupinho, esse gosta de rock, aquele de pagode, outro de mpb, e tem alguns que ousa em dizer que funk é musica, mais enfim quem sou eu para julgar os hipocirtas que escuta uma putaria e se define a um ser igual ao que está cantando e dançando enfim é horrivel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px; text-align: center; "&gt; vamos continuar a falar de musica!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px; text-align: center; "&gt; na minha opinião não tem essa eu escuto rock eu não posso escutar pagode.. eu vou pela letra e a mensagem que a musica esta passando , se dar para dançar decentemente se não ... e, dias como hoje poucos realmente conheceem a musica em si,e quem consegue fazer essa mistura de tons aprende que uma musica de amor nao quer dizer que vc é emo, que todas as musicas tem algo para te mostrar, e quando vai passando o tempo vc sempre lembrara de algo bom ou ruim que aconteceu em nossas vidas... pois a musica é a lembrança que nunca nos abandona!!!!&lt;/blockquote&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/1652405660929204754-5026153131162466302?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/5026153131162466302/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2012/03/musica-ambiente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5026153131162466302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5026153131162466302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2012/03/musica-ambiente.html' title='musica ambiente'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYxCPfS-OxU/T1P7gzDfADI/AAAAAAAABM4/oXvBFXrwvQg/s72-c/DSC00751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-3510579024264197174</id><published>2012-03-04T15:02:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T15:13:20.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas é verdade é que tenho mesmo essas batidas desordenadas do meu coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VFWkm8e_RgM/T1P0-I8c9bI/AAAAAAAABMs/_8syO8lSy38/s1600/corazon%2B24.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VFWkm8e_RgM/T1P0-I8c9bI/AAAAAAAABMs/_8syO8lSy38/s320/corazon%2B24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716181700453397938" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; E pela lei natural dos encontros, é &lt;/span&gt;impossível&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; não notar sua presença, e , sua imagem do meu pensamento, imagem essa que me deixa &lt;/span&gt;deslumbrada&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; de desejos e admirações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;quem é esse garoto que um dia ouvir falar, e hoje pelo destino está mais &lt;/span&gt;próximo&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; do que tudo, &lt;/span&gt;poxa &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;nem tanto assim, mais o suficiente para me deixar bobinha. ( algo quase &lt;/span&gt;impossível &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;para minha pessoa).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Com você quero sentir saudades de momentos que eu ainda nem vivi, e sempre pecar na vontade de sentimentos que eu ainda nem sentir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Sabe porque?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;Porque eu quero te conhecer nem que seja para ser um grande amigo, porque cansei da formalidade de "OI TUDO BEM&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;22-01-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-3510579024264197174?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/3510579024264197174/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2012/03/mas-e-verdade-e-que-tenho-mesmo-essas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3510579024264197174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3510579024264197174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2012/03/mas-e-verdade-e-que-tenho-mesmo-essas.html' title='Mas é verdade é que tenho mesmo essas batidas desordenadas do meu coração'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VFWkm8e_RgM/T1P0-I8c9bI/AAAAAAAABMs/_8syO8lSy38/s72-c/corazon%2B24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-387813128821684285</id><published>2012-03-04T14:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T14:59:52.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verdades do mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nVJP16ANWk/T1PyDb9v0WI/AAAAAAAABMU/RIdphBKGvVI/s1600/2861571860_53106bdfa9.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nVJP16ANWk/T1PyDb9v0WI/AAAAAAAABMU/RIdphBKGvVI/s320/2861571860_53106bdfa9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716178492923564386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;Engraçado que isso acontece teoricamente sempre....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;um olhar, uma ação, um jovem jogado no mundo, um idoso pedindo esmola, um irmão de rua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;sou simplesmente &lt;/span&gt;sensível&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; em todos esses assuntos citados em acima.. meus olhos enchem de lagrimas imaginando " e se fosse da minha &lt;/span&gt;família&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; como eu reagiria?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;é muito triste a forma que as pessoas resolvem os seus problemas, o egoismo no mundo está tão grande que é &lt;/span&gt;impossível&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt; achar respostas nos egos expostos aos meus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;22-01-12&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/1652405660929204754-387813128821684285?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/387813128821684285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2012/03/verdades-do-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/387813128821684285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/387813128821684285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2012/03/verdades-do-mundo.html' title='Verdades do mundo'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0nVJP16ANWk/T1PyDb9v0WI/AAAAAAAABMU/RIdphBKGvVI/s72-c/2861571860_53106bdfa9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-5424258924307060588</id><published>2012-03-04T14:20:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T14:46:45.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'># me identifiquei...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7u4RMy8ZmkE/T1Pwlgm22NI/AAAAAAAABMI/jpvmqNfB6OU/s1600/DSC01165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7u4RMy8ZmkE/T1Pwlgm22NI/AAAAAAAABMI/jpvmqNfB6OU/s320/DSC01165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716176879262030034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não sou nada especial, disso eu tenho certeza.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;sou uma mulher comum, com pensamentos comuns, e vivo uma vida comum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;Não há monumentos dedicados a mim e meu nome em breve será esquecido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span &gt;Mais um dia vou amar uma pessoa com toda alma e coração e , para mim, isso sempre bastou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-variant: normal; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;- pedaço do livro &lt;/span&gt;diário&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt; de uma paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-5424258924307060588?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/5424258924307060588/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2012/03/me-identifiquei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5424258924307060588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5424258924307060588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2012/03/me-identifiquei.html' title='# me identifiquei...'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7u4RMy8ZmkE/T1Pwlgm22NI/AAAAAAAABMI/jpvmqNfB6OU/s72-c/DSC01165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-3028837452706510230</id><published>2011-12-24T11:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T09:06:40.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Se todos os anos forem tão bom como esse to feita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g8C_xeuyitI/TvYn9rjr8gI/AAAAAAAABL8/2haLZxDksms/s1600/2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689779119847109122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g8C_xeuyitI/TvYn9rjr8gI/AAAAAAAABL8/2haLZxDksms/s320/2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uaal que ano foi esse, um ano de muitas conquistas, de muita zuera, acontecimentos bebedeira, My God Se 2012 for que nem esse ano eu to feita, me diverti, me desesperei, Ri demaizzzzz, eu me emocionei, novas amizades, menos odio. TO ORGULHOSA DE MIM, e como sempre minha familia sempre ao meu redor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entrei na faculdade, meu irmão se casou( e foi morar mega longe de mim), fiz muitos roles(praia,churras,baladas), CARNAVAL em minas, é esse foi o começo dos meus 18 aninhos quem diria que ia ser por enquanto uns dos melhores anos da minha vida...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eu falei que esse ano ia ser diferente, não me programei, nao fiz promessas, pois quem promete não cumpre eu simplesmente fiz acontecer.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e 2012 oque quero para mim? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- SEI LÁ .... vou deixar a vida me levar que nem esse ano a melhor coisa que eu fiz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desejo a vcs um feliz natal, e que venhaaaa 2012 meus lindos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-3028837452706510230?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/3028837452706510230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/12/se-todos-os-anos-forem-tao-bom-como.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3028837452706510230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3028837452706510230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/12/se-todos-os-anos-forem-tao-bom-como.html' title='Se todos os anos forem tão bom como esse to feita'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g8C_xeuyitI/TvYn9rjr8gI/AAAAAAAABL8/2haLZxDksms/s72-c/2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-6515504783622501029</id><published>2011-10-16T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T16:42:18.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGhDZ41aCcA/TptrRUL6A8I/AAAAAAAABLY/1xpm7FB518E/s1600/PQAAAKtd9VvHad15Jh218A5HgM17MX7-8ICg-XCSwI5VEWDgcBhwQsiMK1tyNoIc7VL4RWuK-tNHGYrlZBx4PK4Iv7UAm1T1UMQIjCVUCZgPeFDKrlt75XpGQKX0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664238901569127362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGhDZ41aCcA/TptrRUL6A8I/AAAAAAAABLY/1xpm7FB518E/s320/PQAAAKtd9VvHad15Jh218A5HgM17MX7-8ICg-XCSwI5VEWDgcBhwQsiMK1tyNoIc7VL4RWuK-tNHGYrlZBx4PK4Iv7UAm1T1UMQIjCVUCZgPeFDKrlt75XpGQKX0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentada no meu quarto, eu tenho vontade de escrever aquilo que tem no meu coração (♥), as palavras saem naturalmente, e as musicas me inspiram.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se essa for a melhor forma de transmitir o que sinto...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Por favor nao me deixe Parar!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-6515504783622501029?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/6515504783622501029/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/10/pensamentos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6515504783622501029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6515504783622501029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/10/pensamentos.html' title='Pensamentos'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGhDZ41aCcA/TptrRUL6A8I/AAAAAAAABLY/1xpm7FB518E/s72-c/PQAAAKtd9VvHad15Jh218A5HgM17MX7-8ICg-XCSwI5VEWDgcBhwQsiMK1tyNoIc7VL4RWuK-tNHGYrlZBx4PK4Iv7UAm1T1UMQIjCVUCZgPeFDKrlt75XpGQKX0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-2302115225706061420</id><published>2011-10-14T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T07:52:36.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOuG8UVe55c/TphLm2DhrUI/AAAAAAAABK0/XjamsRxGgnY/s1600/252832_181375501917025_100001337286388_415075_4440587_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOuG8UVe55c/TphLm2DhrUI/AAAAAAAABK0/XjamsRxGgnY/s400/252832_181375501917025_100001337286388_415075_4440587_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663359662135815490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Andei Perdida em tantas trilhas desconhecidas, que hoje percebi o quanto valeu a pena... a cada dia algo me faz crescer não sei dizer se nesse caminho perdi algo para o meu amadurecimento, o tempo passa tão rápido e pedir pessoas... algumas fazem falta porem outras nem tanto, tem passado que quero esquecer.. e outros que quero reviver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São Aguas passadas que não volta mais , porem podemos fazer melhor depois de um grande ... afinal relembrar é reviver..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-2302115225706061420?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/2302115225706061420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/10/andei-perdida-em-tantas-trilhas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/2302115225706061420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/2302115225706061420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/10/andei-perdida-em-tantas-trilhas.html' title=''/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QOuG8UVe55c/TphLm2DhrUI/AAAAAAAABK0/XjamsRxGgnY/s72-c/252832_181375501917025_100001337286388_415075_4440587_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-3457205480639249879</id><published>2011-10-14T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T07:32:54.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>então vamos lá...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RcOw9FE9_I4/TphGR5khjvI/AAAAAAAABKc/0iY-2mUxDKE/s1600/SAM_4322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RcOw9FE9_I4/TphGR5khjvI/AAAAAAAABKc/0iY-2mUxDKE/s400/SAM_4322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663353804744134386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se sou daquelas pessoas de sair falando da minha vida... as pessoas nunca me entendem , mais confusa que eu .. Ah eu ainda não conheço....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não Preciso sair falando para ninguém quem eu sou ou deixo de ser... Sou daquelas pessoas mais receptivas, eu escuto, aconselho, enfim gosto de ser boa referencia quando converso... Porem não gosto de falar de eu mesma....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais oque realmente importa é que consigo colocar no Papel tudo que eu penso e sinto ... as palavras vem na minha cabeça e começo a escrever... até minha inspiração  acabar, até encontrar um certo equilíbrio, aquele abraço dizendo.. " o que realmente importa"&lt;br /&gt;As Palavras são meu alivio, mais as vezes isso me atrapalha tanto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Coisa que ninguém explica... que o mistério me faz calar"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-3457205480639249879?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/3457205480639249879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/10/entao-vamos-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3457205480639249879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3457205480639249879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/10/entao-vamos-la.html' title='então vamos lá...'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RcOw9FE9_I4/TphGR5khjvI/AAAAAAAABKc/0iY-2mUxDKE/s72-c/SAM_4322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-5700484170889466147</id><published>2011-10-14T06:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T07:03:54.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Como Eu Vejo A Vida....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mz16_Dn4PK8/Tpg-_5iqXxI/AAAAAAAABKQ/S0kkmJi5Ljw/s1600/100_4841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mz16_Dn4PK8/Tpg-_5iqXxI/AAAAAAAABKQ/S0kkmJi5Ljw/s400/100_4841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663345798917283602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Eu gosto de vivenciar amores, compartilhar felicidade(até mesmo na minha tristeza), eu julgo as pessoas, até acho divertido,tambem sou julgada!&lt;br /&gt;Sou critica Marrenta, e nem por isso acho que a vida não tem importância.....&lt;br /&gt;eu vejo a vida a cada amanhecer, de uma forma que me faça realizar a todo momento, e minhas realizações são alucinantes desde estourar uma bola de cicler até transmitir sinceridade nas minhas amizades.&lt;br /&gt;Mais sabe o que é melhor, se alguém me perguntar como eu vejo a vida, eu tenho a resposta na ponta da língua! e vou lhe compartilhar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vejo a vida a partir de mim e de todos que estão a minha volta... No primeiro raio de sol a lua cheia ... as arvores o mar, a brisa o calor... tudo isso é viver, e isso me transmite paz !! é como se fosse um abraço de Deus , e a partir desse abraço eu encontro a felicidade!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" E Ser Feliz é o modo mais fácil que eu encontrei para enxergar como é bom viver"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-5700484170889466147?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/5700484170889466147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/10/como-eu-vejo-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5700484170889466147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5700484170889466147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/10/como-eu-vejo-vida.html' title='Como Eu Vejo A Vida....'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mz16_Dn4PK8/Tpg-_5iqXxI/AAAAAAAABKQ/S0kkmJi5Ljw/s72-c/100_4841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-4067906830553600847</id><published>2011-07-09T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T20:48:51.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Já me cansei de meias palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GyJodGlyNXM/Thkg2wpZhNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/wNNBv3z1zuQ/s1600/a%2Bmelhor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627565334519710930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GyJodGlyNXM/Thkg2wpZhNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/wNNBv3z1zuQ/s200/a%2Bmelhor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meios amores, meios amigos não me conquistam, meias verdades não me iludem, meias vontades não me interessam, meias palavras não me convencem mais, meios amores não me enlouquecem... Não me dou pela metade, e nem gosto de pessoas assim. Gosto que falem que pensem que chorem quando tiver que chorar. Gosto que amem, que se enganem, perdoem e que se permitam errar.A vida é curta demais pra que você não se entregar. Doe-se por, ou você pode não ter uma segunda chance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-4067906830553600847?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/4067906830553600847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/07/ja-me-cansei-de-meias-palavras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/4067906830553600847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/4067906830553600847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/07/ja-me-cansei-de-meias-palavras.html' title='Já me cansei de meias palavras'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GyJodGlyNXM/Thkg2wpZhNI/AAAAAAAABJQ/wNNBv3z1zuQ/s72-c/a%2Bmelhor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-5274324168539345836</id><published>2011-07-09T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T19:18:39.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'My dream Is to fly Over the rainbow So high</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTAohS-CO5I/ThkLofdqFxI/AAAAAAAABH0/OoyEq14WX8U/s1600/voando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627541999644710674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTAohS-CO5I/ThkLofdqFxI/AAAAAAAABH0/OoyEq14WX8U/s200/voando.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EU NECESSITO VOAR EM MEU PROPIO MUNDO... E DESCOBRIR AS ESSENCIAS QUE O VENTO PODE NOS TRAZEER.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-5274324168539345836?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/5274324168539345836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-dream-is-to-fly-over-rainbow-so-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5274324168539345836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5274324168539345836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-dream-is-to-fly-over-rainbow-so-high.html' title='&apos;My dream Is to fly Over the rainbow So high'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTAohS-CO5I/ThkLofdqFxI/AAAAAAAABH0/OoyEq14WX8U/s72-c/voando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-964285418553309441</id><published>2011-07-09T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T21:05:01.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Às vezes, eu acredito em s eis coisas impossíveis antes do café da manhã</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlEygVWG9Yc/ThkBtS6ApzI/AAAAAAAABHk/BhH1tUnG8Uo/s1600/163622_147384161982826_100001337286388_234420_7791048_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627531087057037106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlEygVWG9Yc/ThkBtS6ApzI/AAAAAAAABHk/BhH1tUnG8Uo/s320/163622_147384161982826_100001337286388_234420_7791048_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;‎1- eu posso voar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2- contos de fadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3-Paz mundial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4-animais que podem falar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5-ficar invisível&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6-ler pensamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;inspirado em alice no pais das maravilhas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;voce ja acreditou em algo impossivel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;eu já, e todos os dias acredito.. as vezes é bom viver nas ilusoes dos nossos sonhos nos tornanos imaturos pelo menos por um segundo...Tenho certeza que não estou sendo rude, mas é só minhA atitude....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;é necessario acreditar que VOCÊ PODE mesmo não podendo o mundo sem criatividade não tem graça.. pense nisso &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;eu acredito no impossivel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ela acreditava em anjoos ..., e, porque ela acreditava,eles exestiam... ( clarice lispcto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;e a partir do momento que isso não é ilusao minha o que é impossivel se torna&lt;/span&gt; possivel no meu pais das maravilhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-964285418553309441?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/964285418553309441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/07/as-vezes-eu-acredito-em-s-eis-coisas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/964285418553309441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/964285418553309441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/07/as-vezes-eu-acredito-em-s-eis-coisas.html' title='Às vezes, eu acredito em s eis coisas impossíveis antes do café da manhã'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlEygVWG9Yc/ThkBtS6ApzI/AAAAAAAABHk/BhH1tUnG8Uo/s72-c/163622_147384161982826_100001337286388_234420_7791048_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-1068107060659277441</id><published>2011-07-01T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T15:24:10.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Pouco de Arnaldo Jabor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CLnwxuyb5VA/Tg5I7zPKhpI/AAAAAAAABHU/ZsHSotoVZd4/s1600/19062011103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624513176835622546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CLnwxuyb5VA/Tg5I7zPKhpI/AAAAAAAABHU/ZsHSotoVZd4/s320/19062011103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Ninguém ama outra pessoa pelas qualidades que ela tem, caso contrário os honestos, simpáticos e não fumantes teriam uma fila de pretendentes batendo a porta.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é chegado a fazer contas, não obedece à razão. O verdadeiro amor acontece por empatia, por magnetismo, por conjunção estelar.&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém ama outra pessoa porque ela é educada, veste-se bem e é fã do Caetano. Isso são só referenciais.&lt;br /&gt;Ama-se pelo cheiro, pelo mistério, pela paz que o outro lhe dá, ou pelo tormento que provoca.&lt;br /&gt;Ama-se pelo tom de voz, pela maneira que os olhos piscam, pela fragilidade que se revela quando menos se espera.&lt;br /&gt;Você ama aquela petulante. Você escreveu dúzias de cartas que ela não respondeu, você deu flores que ela deixou a seco.&lt;br /&gt;Você gosta de rock e ela de chorinho, você gosta de praia e ela tem alergia a sol, você abomina Natal e ela detesta o Ano Novo, nem no&lt;br /&gt;ódio vocês combinam. Então?&lt;br /&gt;Então, que ela tem um jeito de sorrir que o deixa imobilizado, o beijo dela é mais viciante do que LSD, você adora brigar com ela e ela adora implicar com você. Isso tem nome.&lt;br /&gt;Você ama aquele cafajeste. Ele diz que vai e não liga, ele veste o primeiro trapo que encontra no armário. Ele não emplaca uma semana nos empregos, está sempre duro, e é meio galinha. Ele não tem a&lt;br /&gt;menor vocação para príncipe encantado e ainda assim você não consegue despachá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a mão dele toca na sua nuca, você derrete feito manteiga. Ele toca gaita na boca, adora animais e escreve poemas. Por que você ama&lt;br /&gt;este cara?&lt;br /&gt;Não pergunte pra mim; você é inteligente. Lê livros, revistas, jornais. Gosta dos filmes dos irmãos Coen e do Robert Altman, mas sabe que uma boa comédia romântica também tem seu valor.&lt;br /&gt;É bonita. Seu cabelo nasceu para ser sacudido num comercial de xampu e seu corpo tem todas as curvas no lugar. Independente, emprego fixo, bom saldo no banco. Gosta de viajar, de música, tem loucura&lt;br /&gt;por computador e seu fettucine ao pesto é imbatível.&lt;br /&gt;Você tem bom humor, não pega no pé de ninguém e adora sexo. Com um currículo desse, criatura, por que está sem um amor?&lt;br /&gt;Ah, o amor, essa raposa. Quem dera o amor não fosse um sentimento, mas uma equação matemática: eu linda + você inteligente = dois apaixonados.&lt;br /&gt;Não funciona assim.&lt;br /&gt;Amar não requer conhecimento prévio nem consulta ao SPC. Ama-se justamente pelo que o Amor tem de indefinível.&lt;br /&gt;Honestos existem aos milhares, generosos têm às pencas, bons motoristas e bons pais de família, tá assim, ó!&lt;br /&gt;Mas ninguém consegue ser do jeito que o amor da sua vida é! Pense nisso. Pedir é a maneira mais eficaz de merecer. É a contingência maior de quem precisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-1068107060659277441?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/1068107060659277441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/07/um-pouco-de-arnaldo-jabor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/1068107060659277441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/1068107060659277441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2011/07/um-pouco-de-arnaldo-jabor.html' title='Um Pouco de Arnaldo Jabor'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CLnwxuyb5VA/Tg5I7zPKhpI/AAAAAAAABHU/ZsHSotoVZd4/s72-c/19062011103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-3180402137196770657</id><published>2010-12-28T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:04:42.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*--*Em 2011 quero paz e amor em meu ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRpenKixbLI/AAAAAAAABGs/Chi903FByVg/s1600/cvx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555857117253037234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRpenKixbLI/AAAAAAAABGs/Chi903FByVg/s400/cvx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Esse Ano vou começar diferente.. Nada de promesas que sei que não vou cumpri..&lt;br /&gt;Vou deixar a vida me levar, Para viver o Hoje sem temer o Futuro...&lt;br /&gt;Vou começar 2011 de um Jeito que nunca começei um Ano... Se tudo der certo no decorrer do ano vocês iram entender...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero deixar ninguem presso no passado.. Quero olhar o meu Hoje cheia de orgulho da pessoa que estou me tornando&lt;br /&gt;Quero ressucitar meus primeiros desejos, Não irei distir tão facil e jamais negarei um Abraço ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como Diz a musica do Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é que você tem se não tiver amor?Nada do que você tiver será suficienteVocê está caminhando mas está indo pra lugar nenhumVocê está tentando achar o caminho de casa, mas nãotem ninguém láQuem você abraça na escuridão da noite?Você quer desistir, mas a luta vale a penaVocê tem tudo que sempre sonhou terSe você não tem alguém, você tem medo de perderTodo mundo precisa de alguém... alguma pessoa quelhes diga a verdadeTalvez eu seja um sonhador, mas ainda acreditoEu acredito na esperança, acredito que uma mudançapossa fazer a gente se levantar&lt;br /&gt;Que venho 2011 com muito amr e paz em nosso corações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-3180402137196770657?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/3180402137196770657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/12/esse-ano-vou-comecar-diferente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3180402137196770657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3180402137196770657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/12/esse-ano-vou-comecar-diferente.html' title='*--*Em 2011 quero paz e amor em meu ♥'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRpenKixbLI/AAAAAAAABGs/Chi903FByVg/s72-c/cvx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-1325674307008491492</id><published>2010-12-22T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T21:02:45.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRKUql9vh6I/AAAAAAAABGY/YIV53oFe4Jw/s1600/29112010343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553664749967738786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRKUql9vh6I/AAAAAAAABGY/YIV53oFe4Jw/s400/29112010343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O tempo passa,e ja não estou mais no colegial enrrolando de pernas para o ar,agora vou começar a facul... Ja trabalho e estou correndo atras de um futuro promissor, mesmo que com isso eu tenha que pegar onibus lotados, ficar sem Dormi, encarar as Brigas e falhas de frente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As vezes acho que essa vida não é para mim ... mais essa é minha realidade correr sempre actras dos meus objetivos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/1652405660929204754-1325674307008491492?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/1325674307008491492/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/12/eu-cresci-nao-estou-mais-no-colegal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/1325674307008491492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/1325674307008491492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/12/eu-cresci-nao-estou-mais-no-colegal.html' title=''/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRKUql9vh6I/AAAAAAAABGY/YIV53oFe4Jw/s72-c/29112010343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-5179529931285154897</id><published>2010-12-22T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T16:13:45.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*" Pensamentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRKSoUODAYI/AAAAAAAABGQ/EX00WcIEZr4/s1600/%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553662511821291906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRKSoUODAYI/AAAAAAAABGQ/EX00WcIEZr4/s320/%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As vezes eu acho que nunca vou ter um amor assim como no final de cada filme, nesse mundo que hoje em dia estas de cabeça para baixo, tudo ficou mais dificio, se antes era ilusão hoje pensar nisso acaba sendo um Milagre.. pior de tudo isso é que nao estou exagerando., e os homens no qual eu conheço percebo que tem uma cabeça OCA, tudo tem que ser do jeito deles da maneiras deles e quando eles quizerem .. foise o tempo que as mulheres aceitava isso ( pior que muitas ainda aceitam) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabe eu não sou uma garota qualquer , igual a todas que vocês vem na rua .. eu tenho uma reputação a zelar, eu tenho sonhos e quero viver e vencer assim, tantas vezes já cometi besteiras sem precisar, Pois esses erros sem exeção de nenhum Me fizeram se a mulher que sou Hoje... essa menininha diferente a pequena princesa assim como ja diz o titulo do meu blog.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-5179529931285154897?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/5179529931285154897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/12/pensamentos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5179529931285154897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5179529931285154897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/12/pensamentos.html' title='*&quot; Pensamentos'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRKSoUODAYI/AAAAAAAABGQ/EX00WcIEZr4/s72-c/%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-3820453585121926297</id><published>2010-12-22T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T16:00:56.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boas Festas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRKQjji1SLI/AAAAAAAABGI/mHg6LAatYRY/s1600/10122010615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553660231012403378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRKQjji1SLI/AAAAAAAABGI/mHg6LAatYRY/s320/10122010615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dentro de alguns dias estaremos no último dia do ano de 2010... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E depois da meia-noite, virá o Ano Novo... O engraçado é que - teoricamente - continua tudo igual... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ainda seremos os mesmos. Ainda teremos os mesmos amigos. Alguns o mesmo emprego. O mesmo parceiro(a). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As mesmas dívidas (emocionais e/ou financeiras). Ainda seremos fruto das escolhas que fizemos durante a vida. Ainda seremos as mesmas pessoas que fomos este ano...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A diferença, a sutil diferença, é que quando o relógio nos avisar que é meia-noite, do dia 31 de dezembro de 2010,&lt;br /&gt;teremos um ano INTEIRO pela frente! Um ano novinho em folha! Como uma página de papel em branco, esperando pelo que iremos escrever. Um ano para começarmos o que ainda não tivemos força de vontade, coragem ou fé... Um ano para perdoarmos um erro, um ano para sermos perdoados dos nossos.... 365 dias para fazermos o que quisermos... Sempre há uma escolha.. E, exatamente por isso, eu desejo que vocês façam as melhores escolhas que puderem. Desejo que sorriam o máximo que puderem. Cantem a música que quiserem. Beijem muito. Amem mais. Abracem bem apertado. Durmam com os anjos. Sejam protegidos por eles. Agradeçam por estarem vivos e terem sempre mais uma chance para recomeçar. Agradeçam as suas escolhas, pois certas ou não, elas são suas. E ninguém pode ou deve questioná-las. Obrigada por fazerem parte da nossa história. Espero que 2011 seja um ano bem mais feliz, amoroso e próspero para todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-3820453585121926297?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/3820453585121926297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/12/boas-festas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3820453585121926297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3820453585121926297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/12/boas-festas.html' title='Boas Festas'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TRKQjji1SLI/AAAAAAAABGI/mHg6LAatYRY/s72-c/10122010615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-1895550550113708788</id><published>2010-12-20T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T16:01:41.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma etapa da vida concluida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TQ_yuuy5AiI/AAAAAAAABGA/STVxXiBOVog/s1600/OgAAAHK4BsAOhePJ6IfB4MsLiUx70Kwer41Jc6tzeRRuUvbMcpIBqDCQHIwTWMfKRhRwV711xa-yJpeo1KTiw_bGJaUAm1T1UHzaZBPYbTNRLGnyYgk1sYIQIuWJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552923750220497442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TQ_yuuy5AiI/AAAAAAAABGA/STVxXiBOVog/s200/OgAAAHK4BsAOhePJ6IfB4MsLiUx70Kwer41Jc6tzeRRuUvbMcpIBqDCQHIwTWMfKRhRwV711xa-yJpeo1KTiw_bGJaUAm1T1UHzaZBPYbTNRLGnyYgk1sYIQIuWJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;É gente a escola acabou, tantos momentos de nossa vida aconteceu Nela, na escola aprendemos a ler escrever, entre outras coisas que só o primeiro e o ultimo caderno irá nos mostrar, mais tambem a escola não foi so aprendizado foi muitas amizades, intrigas, amores, e que amores, é ja era a moleza, tivemos professores insulportaveis mais tambem professores que agente nunca esquece por serem especiais, que não nos ensinaram somente a matéria mais tambem ensinou o cru da vida...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;e assim é a escola a gente cai levanta mais ainda ah tempo de reaprender. foi uns dos melhores anos da minha vida.. mais cada ano é uma renovação.. agora que a escola acabou oque vem por ai é a facul .. meu Deus fevereiro vai ser como no primeiro dia de aula na escola ... nao conhecemos ninguem observamos espaço marcamos territorio e quando vemos... thanran rsrsrsrs ja estamos inturmados.. anciosa para essa Nova fase ... me deseje sorte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bejundas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-1895550550113708788?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/1895550550113708788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/12/uma-etapa-da-vida-concluida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/1895550550113708788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/1895550550113708788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/12/uma-etapa-da-vida-concluida.html' title='Uma etapa da vida concluida'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TQ_yuuy5AiI/AAAAAAAABGA/STVxXiBOVog/s72-c/OgAAAHK4BsAOhePJ6IfB4MsLiUx70Kwer41Jc6tzeRRuUvbMcpIBqDCQHIwTWMfKRhRwV711xa-yJpeo1KTiw_bGJaUAm1T1UHzaZBPYbTNRLGnyYgk1sYIQIuWJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-7429975701898128362</id><published>2010-09-24T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T18:21:02.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TJ1MvPBV6qI/AAAAAAAABFA/lxPA8FBMLW4/s1600/29082010423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520653092595821218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TJ1MvPBV6qI/AAAAAAAABFA/lxPA8FBMLW4/s320/29082010423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;nesquecivel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;otável&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;special&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;apeca...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Fiel, carinhosa e de muita sensualidade, busca estar sempre demonstrando seu amor a todo instante e espera que a pessoa amada faça o mesmo. Super protetora e muito prática, alguem pronta a ajudar na solução dos problemas das pessoas mais proximas. Mas tem uma forte tendência a se irritar quando não aceitam sua ajuda ou mesmo seus conselhos. Muito preocupada com o dinheiro, coisa de que você gosta muito! Possessividade, dependência e temosia são aspectos dos quais deve fugir. pois tem muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sua generosidade já é percebida na infância, desde muito cedo já sabe dividir, entende a necessidade dos outros e sente-se bem ajudando como pode. Liga-se a profissões onde possa exercer este seu lado. Sempre pensando num mundo melhor, não poupa energia ao participar de atividades de cunho social. Busca atividades rentáveis também, mas não sem um propósito de ajudar o maior número de pessoas possivel. Sempre à vontade em todos os ambientes, não carrega em si preconceito de qualquer origem. Muito hospitaleira, raramente se fecha no seu mundinho, por isso está sempre disposta a lutar por seus ideais e de seus amigos também. Como são muito levadas pela emoção, as vezes parecem pouco confiaveis em tomar decisões, pois não conseguem julgar com uso da razão. Manter os pés no chão e mais determinação faz com que as pessoas não vejam seus objetivos como utópicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Primeiramente palavrinhas que me desifra com as letras do meu nome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;em segundo o significado do meu nome tudo a ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-7429975701898128362?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/7429975701898128362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-nesquecivel-n-otavel-e-special-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/7429975701898128362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/7429975701898128362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-nesquecivel-n-otavel-e-special-s.html' title=''/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TJ1MvPBV6qI/AAAAAAAABFA/lxPA8FBMLW4/s72-c/29082010423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-5561367653497594608</id><published>2010-09-24T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T17:54:05.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TJ1DIQgyyII/AAAAAAAABEw/cpafV7NsTNA/s1600/29082010437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520642527376623746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TJ1DIQgyyII/AAAAAAAABEw/cpafV7NsTNA/s320/29082010437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...Parei para peceber por que Nós ser Humanos Jugamos coisas Nas quais Já temos respostas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Por que insistimos em mentir, julgar nosso proximo, machucar alguem pelo simples fato de nao saber se defender só queria a resposta por que somos Assim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;.. Será que somos incapazes de ter fe e acreditar que acima de tudo existe um Deus que independente de nossas açoes ele continuará nos amando, Nós podemos enganar a Nos mesmos mais nao a ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Assim como o amor, a submissão não é algo que voce pode praticar, especialmente sozinho. Fora da minha vida dentro de voce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&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/1652405660929204754-5561367653497594608?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/5561367653497594608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5561367653497594608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/5561367653497594608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TJ1DIQgyyII/AAAAAAAABEw/cpafV7NsTNA/s72-c/29082010437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-87926929393751466</id><published>2010-07-06T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:07:10.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TDPTKGewZhI/AAAAAAAABDU/cleJ7haphXU/s1600/OgAAABPg5F8NU-C1X8wY2fTcaVPutans2J0XgYvOluqQPb_5EzPPWdX8ZAAZnUM_1KDsADQTABDHF46p2-e_xoYbfRsAm1T1UK-91ENt3As1PIfV8bCIyuKPBjrp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490964541186532882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TDPTKGewZhI/AAAAAAAABDU/cleJ7haphXU/s320/OgAAABPg5F8NU-C1X8wY2fTcaVPutans2J0XgYvOluqQPb_5EzPPWdX8ZAAZnUM_1KDsADQTABDHF46p2-e_xoYbfRsAm1T1UK-91ENt3As1PIfV8bCIyuKPBjrp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vida corrida..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É fazer oque escolhemos essa vida para sustentar a Nós mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais como é bom ter algo para fazer, indiferente de ficar em casa coçando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar até prazer acordar cedo dormi tarde esperar que chegue logo fds, feriados, férias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque na Verdade o Ser Humano é Indeciso, quando tem folga que trabalhar, quando trabalha que férias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-87926929393751466?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/87926929393751466/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/07/vida-corrida.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/87926929393751466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/87926929393751466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/07/vida-corrida.html' title=''/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TDPTKGewZhI/AAAAAAAABDU/cleJ7haphXU/s72-c/OgAAABPg5F8NU-C1X8wY2fTcaVPutans2J0XgYvOluqQPb_5EzPPWdX8ZAAZnUM_1KDsADQTABDHF46p2-e_xoYbfRsAm1T1UK-91ENt3As1PIfV8bCIyuKPBjrp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-4528552379139773922</id><published>2010-07-06T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:08:16.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TDPFGfFi19I/AAAAAAAABDM/qqYnck60Hk0/s1600/Ines(1299).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490949085909407698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TDPFGfFi19I/AAAAAAAABDM/qqYnck60Hk0/s320/Ines(1299).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preciso me inspirar Mais no amor...&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu não sei mais oque é isso, depois de um Bom tempo uma coisa eu puder Notar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ quem fica fica SÒ “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E chega uma Hora que nosso Corpo Necessita de alguém para nos inspirar para amamos,esquecer o Passado e Amar de uma forma diferente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como Assim amar de Uma forma Diferente?&lt;br /&gt; Eu vou te responder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar com Paciencia&lt;br /&gt;Amar como se não Houvesse amanhã&lt;br /&gt;Amar Vivendo Grandes Aventuras, Sem medo de Viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente se Arriscar e Joga tudo para o Ar quando a Palavra for amar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-4528552379139773922?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/4528552379139773922/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/07/preciso-me-inspirar-mais-no-amor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/4528552379139773922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/4528552379139773922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/07/preciso-me-inspirar-mais-no-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TDPFGfFi19I/AAAAAAAABDM/qqYnck60Hk0/s72-c/Ines(1299).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-442922606318999836</id><published>2010-06-03T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T18:54:02.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~~ Sonhando</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TAhcYMrrJcI/AAAAAAAABC8/sZCFz1FLpNI/s1600/SDC12190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478730517487232450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 78px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TAhcYMrrJcI/AAAAAAAABC8/sZCFz1FLpNI/s320/SDC12190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Quem é essa menina do céu cor-de-rosa?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...Não sabe se rir, não sabe se chora, se ama ou se gosta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sabe só que quer viver com alguém. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ela vive na lua a contemplar o sol, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ela brinca no rio a desaguar no mar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ela beija Seu rosto, depois de Te abraçar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ela faz teatro, ela assiste TV, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; ela adora correr,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ela ama gritar e isso é viver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ela é tão simples quanto a poesia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tão fácil de amar, sem ser compreendida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;um mundo de intenções em cada olhar e, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sinceramente, eu não sei decifrar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Menina-mulher, me diz quem é você? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ela diz o seu nome... INES&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/1652405660929204754-442922606318999836?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/442922606318999836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/06/sonhando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/442922606318999836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/442922606318999836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/06/sonhando.html' title='~~ Sonhando'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/TAhcYMrrJcI/AAAAAAAABC8/sZCFz1FLpNI/s72-c/SDC12190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-3477240193568730135</id><published>2010-05-09T14:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T06:19:24.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha experiência...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S-cvAf2eHkI/AAAAAAAABCc/0YwWM1Aa94s/s1600/Ines(1282).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469391958061227586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S-cvAf2eHkI/AAAAAAAABCc/0YwWM1Aa94s/s400/Ines(1282).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Eu já..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Tive dor de barriga de tanto ri, brinquei de pique-esconde, fugi de casa quando falto luz, robei pão do meu vizinho e sentei no quintal dele para comer, já tomei banho de chuva, ja brinquei de restaurante com meu primo, odei amargamente uma pessoa e perdoe, amei e não fui amada, fui apresentadoraa por minutos, ja sai correndo para consolar um amigo, fiquei até horaas da noite conversando, fiz bola de cicle e melequei o rosto todo, ja conversei com espelho , ja tive amigos imaginarios,Ja confundi sentimentos, ja me cortei abrindo latinha de milho verde, abri meu pulso fexando tabua de passar roupa,ja me queimei brincando com vela, Ja cantei na Igreja MINA SEUS CABELO È DA HORA com tres anos de idade, Ja conversei com o espelho, ja me escondi atras da cortina brincando de fantasma, ja fiz tatuagem de ciclete/salgadinho, ja passei trote, ja cantei para todos escutaar com o som na ultima altura junto com a musica,ja cabulei aula,Jaa errei muito e aprendi,ja rapei o funda da bacia do bolo de chocolate, Ja chorei ouvindo musica no busão,Ja me melequei com algodão doce, Ja tentei esquecer pessoas porem parecer as mais dificies de sair de nosso coração, ja cai na rua de casa,ja descolori meu cabelo com amoniaco e agua oxigenada sozinha, ja varri a calçada, ja tive medo de filme de terro, ja cantei no karaoke,ja quemei o arroz, ja fiz juras eternas, ja escrevi na mesa da escola, ja corri atras dos meus direitos mesmo nao entendendo muito, ja fiquei de aula vaga sentada no fundo do banheiro conversando com minha amiga,ja cortei minha franja sozinha pra ve se eu levava jeito para cabeleleira realmente nao levo..ja joguei pipoca no cinema, ja olhei no céu e procurei a estrela mais brilhante para matar a saudades do meu amigo que se foi,ja olhei pro espelho do banheiro e desabei em choro depois limpei minhas lagrimas,ja me iludi, ja fiquei sozinha no meio de milalhes de desconhecidos,ja escrevi meu nome no poste,ja gritei truco, ja tomei um copo de cerveja com gosto pois estava com muita sede, gritei onze da noite no meio da avenida, ja bebi wisk para adormecer minha boca e o dente parar de doe e quando acabou o efeito doeu mais, ja olhei a cidade de cima em varios aspectos diferentes, ja tive medo do escuro e de almas, ja me tremi de fome, ja acordei no meio da noite e fiquei com medo de levanta, ja apostei corrida na rua, ja quiz ser medica, atriz tantas coisas, ja gritei de felicidade..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;e depois de tantas emoções, choros , fotos . momentos guardados em meu &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; so tenho uma coisa a dizerEssa é a Minha maior experiencia .. esperiencia de vidaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;By : Ines Dantas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-3477240193568730135?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/3477240193568730135/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/05/minha-experiencia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3477240193568730135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3477240193568730135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/05/minha-experiencia.html' title='Minha experiência...'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S-cvAf2eHkI/AAAAAAAABCc/0YwWM1Aa94s/s72-c/Ines(1282).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-1294106678462443897</id><published>2010-05-08T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T17:20:57.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EPITÀFIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S-X-9gYxcPI/AAAAAAAABB8/KdNElR3bY1w/s1600/Ines(1285).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469057655130648818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S-X-9gYxcPI/AAAAAAAABB8/KdNElR3bY1w/s400/Ines(1285).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devia ter amado mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter chorado mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter visto o sol nascer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devia ter arriscado mais e até errado mais&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter feito o que eu queria fazer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queria ter aceitado as pessoas como elas são&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cada um sabe a alegria e a dor que traz no coração&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O acaso vai me proteger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enquanto eu andar distraído?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O acaso vai me proteger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enquanto eu andar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devia ter complicado menos, trabalhado menos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter visto o sol se pôr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Devia ter me importado menos com problemas pequenos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ter morrido de amor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queria ter aceitado a vida como ela é&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cada um cabe alegrias e a tristeza que vier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-1294106678462443897?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/1294106678462443897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/05/epitafio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/1294106678462443897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/1294106678462443897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/05/epitafio.html' title='EPITÀFIO'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S-X-9gYxcPI/AAAAAAAABB8/KdNElR3bY1w/s72-c/Ines(1285).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-4253643695228691066</id><published>2010-04-28T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T18:45:03.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S9icz6Wd10I/AAAAAAAABBM/be7X8jWVm6s/s1600/OgAAAI4K3h-9sg7hPncqPSJ3EcyijzyYJZ1nql1jbvt5eC5hAmmZ24r3onm7xYGMhiKCdUUQDH7Y4jtBky32J509yTkAm1T1UDUTbZ89HBU8oHSgQpvC1X0XplmQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465290563464845122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; 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Eu esta louca, perdi a razão. Eu vou te contar um segredo: as melhores pessoas são”Seja louco pela felicidade, pelo amor. Seja louco da maneira que for. O mundo precisa de loucos!&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/1652405660929204754-4253643695228691066?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/4253643695228691066/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/04/acha-que-eu-estou-enlouquecendo-ela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/4253643695228691066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/4253643695228691066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/04/acha-que-eu-estou-enlouquecendo-ela.html' title=''/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S9icz6Wd10I/AAAAAAAABBM/be7X8jWVm6s/s72-c/OgAAAI4K3h-9sg7hPncqPSJ3EcyijzyYJZ1nql1jbvt5eC5hAmmZ24r3onm7xYGMhiKCdUUQDH7Y4jtBky32J509yTkAm1T1UDUTbZ89HBU8oHSgQpvC1X0XplmQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-8863895182722667567</id><published>2010-04-27T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T18:37:24.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeem Meedoo de Amaar tem Meedooo !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S9eQFWnlRqI/AAAAAAAABAk/OaDEMI3q-Xs/s1600/Ines(1181).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464995094482732706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S9eQFWnlRqI/AAAAAAAABAk/OaDEMI3q-Xs/s200/Ines(1181).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Depois de Um tempo sem relacionamentos, Sempre me Sinto insegura para me envolver com Alguem, é difico de aceitar uma separação Muitas vezes é Por enjoamente meu .. Será que não estou preparada para isso, e quando elle não quer mais pq sofro tanto..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;é meu medo realmente é de amar incondicionamente e não ser correspondidaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Talvez, HOJE, seja o dia propício para fazer uma pausa e pensar: “Será que alguma experiência dolorosa do passado continua exercendo influência sobre meu jeito de amar e sobre a profundidade de meus relacionamentos?” &lt;a href="http://williambhz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&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/1652405660929204754-8863895182722667567?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/8863895182722667567/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/04/teeem-meedoo-de-amaar-tem-meedooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/8863895182722667567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/8863895182722667567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/04/teeem-meedoo-de-amaar-tem-meedooo.html' title='Teeem Meedoo de Amaar tem Meedooo !!'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S9eQFWnlRqI/AAAAAAAABAk/OaDEMI3q-Xs/s72-c/Ines(1181).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-8495561061106826983</id><published>2010-04-10T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T08:32:25.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por onde quer que eu vá te levarei no meu olhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S8Bt1vVzmNI/AAAAAAAABAM/6LAhiyzG854/s1600/04122009(021).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458483518381463762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S8Bt1vVzmNI/AAAAAAAABAM/6LAhiyzG854/s320/04122009(021).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não tem como entender oque sinto, a saudade cada dia aumenta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tinha coisas em você que me fazia tão bem.. O Seu abraço parecia que ia me quebrar de tão forte, e aquele beijo no rosto como se nunca fossemos nos separar, Mew a &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A AMIZADE PERFEITAA&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tente agora ver em meus olhos oque sinto vaí alem de qualquer palavra, é uma tristeza incondicional. quando fiquei sabendo do seu falecimento eu não conseguia parar de tremer e até hoje depois de 4 dias toda vez que lembro meus olhos enche de lagrimas...Você foi meu melhor amigo, Lindo, Sincero e que não tinha medo de expresar oque sentia cara vc era "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PHODA&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu não consigo para de pensar em você, e de questionar porque você fez isso, Você não presisava!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;não tenho coisas ruins de lembraça, so alegrias, quando eu tava triste vc me alegrava, e quando eu arranjava um namorado e você não gostava sempre falava para Eu terminar, Sem contar quando juntava eu você e o rato e so falava besteira. Quem te conheçeu não tem do que falar mal, você era tão timido, como diz a Jana come queto kkk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desculpa se algum dia não fui a Amiga perfeita, mais velho tudo que eu fiz foi pro seu bem, Sempre disse que voce era muito mais que um amigo um Irmão, E por ser sua irmã de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; eu cuidava o maximo pois quem ama cuida...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S8SM-oOAsNI/AAAAAAAABAU/yWz9_Mupuho/s1600/Marcelinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459643655855845586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S8SM-oOAsNI/AAAAAAAABAU/yWz9_Mupuho/s200/Marcelinho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você me ganho com esse jeito de manino tão alegre tão meigo e distraido, e sei que um dia todos nós que te amamos estaremos juntos como antes..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E deixo pra ti o pedaço dessa Musica..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Por onde quer que eu vá vou te levar pra sempre A vida continua Os caminhos não são tão simples, temos que seguir Viajo em pensamentosUma estrada de ilusões que eu procuro dentro do meu coração...Toda vez que fecho os olhos é pra te encontrar A distância entre nós não pode separar O que eu sinto por você não vai passar Um minuto é muito pouco pra poder falar A distância entre nós não pode separar E no final, eu sei que vai voltar Eu sei que vai voltar...E no meu coração, aonde quer que eu vá Sempre levarei o teu sorriso em meu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I love You My Best friend Forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Marcelo Alves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-8495561061106826983?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/8495561061106826983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/04/por-onde-quer-que-eu-va-te-levarei-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/8495561061106826983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/8495561061106826983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/04/por-onde-quer-que-eu-va-te-levarei-no.html' title='Por onde quer que eu vá te levarei no meu olhar'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S8Bt1vVzmNI/AAAAAAAABAM/6LAhiyzG854/s72-c/04122009(021).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-8864334600956447341</id><published>2010-01-30T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T05:54:12.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S2Q5zj7LaXI/AAAAAAAAA94/q2-hXcCWvgw/s1600-h/Ines(312).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432530608495225202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S2Q5zj7LaXI/AAAAAAAAA94/q2-hXcCWvgw/s320/Ines(312).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Eu sou ...&lt;br /&gt;Uma garota batalhadora, E que não desiste facil de Meus objetivos... Eu não Me importo com Oque pensam De Mim.. Eu tenho minhas opiniões formadas... E por tras dessa Menina Sensivel e Brincalhona, Ah uma garota Objetiva e Sonhadora( Porem não fico dormindo Eu o realizo ) ... E por mais que o tempo peça um pouco mais de calma naun se esqueça que a vida não para...Não estou aqui pra que gostem de mim.Estou aqui pra aprender a gostar de cada detalhe que tenho.E pra seduzir somente o que me acrescenta.&lt;br /&gt;Sou dramática, intensa, transitória e tenho uma alegria em mim que me deixa exausta Porem não me magoe que por mais que seje tão Alegre A Momentos em Mim que bate uma tristeza...Acredito em coisas sinceramente compartilhadas.Em gente que fala verdades, na voz e no conteudo. Eu acredito em profundidades.E tenho medo de altura, mas não evito meus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S2Q5rF3FAGI/AAAAAAAAA9w/ptU2K-JZRd4/s1600-h/Ines(311).jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432530462986010722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S2Q5rF3FAGI/AAAAAAAAA9w/ptU2K-JZRd4/s320/Ines(311).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;abismos.São eles que me dão a dimensão do que sou...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje Sou uma Garota realizada...Que ja errei Muito e foi com esses erros Que aprendi e cresci.. Não Sou mais criança Eu me responsabilizo pelos meus atos... Sei oque é bom e ruim para Mim e oque vai me acresentar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-8864334600956447341?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/8864334600956447341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/01/eu-sou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/8864334600956447341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/8864334600956447341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2010/01/eu-sou.html' title=''/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/S2Q5zj7LaXI/AAAAAAAAA94/q2-hXcCWvgw/s72-c/Ines(312).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-479100914400668063</id><published>2009-12-30T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T18:40:49.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo a nossa volta tem sua rotina...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Szt7d9QOhYI/AAAAAAAAA9o/-KpszU7NUTc/s1600-h/SDC12190.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Szt7O4ga9rI/AAAAAAAAA9g/A3Yzlj3kbaw/s1600-h/SDC12220.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421062072087279282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Szt7O4ga9rI/AAAAAAAAA9g/A3Yzlj3kbaw/s320/SDC12220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A alegria é a rotina do verão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A ousadia é a rotina da invenção. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A brisa é a rotina da carícia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina da água é a delícia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;O encontro é a rotina da esquina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina dos olhos é a menina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A sensação é a rotina do calor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina do corpo é o frescor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rima é a rotina da poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina da folga é o meio-dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A liberdade é a rotina de ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina dos sentidos é o prazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;“A idéia é a rotina do papel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;O céu é a rotina do edifício&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;O início é a rotina do final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A escolha é a rotina do gosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina do espelho é o oposto&lt;br /&gt;A rotina do jornal é o fato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A celebridade é a rotina do boato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina da mão é o toque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina da garganta é rock&lt;br /&gt;O coração é rotina da batida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina do equilíbrio é a medida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;O vento é a rotina do assobio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina da pele é o arrepio&lt;br /&gt;A rotina do perfume é a lembrança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;O pé é a rotina da dança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Julieta é a rotina do queijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina da boca é o desejo&lt;br /&gt;A rotina do caminho é a direção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A rotina do destino é a certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Toda rotina tem sua beleza&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/1652405660929204754-479100914400668063?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Szt7O4ga9rI/AAAAAAAAA9g/A3Yzlj3kbaw/s72-c/SDC12220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-492497301603226007</id><published>2009-08-06T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T08:20:39.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Ano de grandes realizações...♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SnrjvRrjeOI/AAAAAAAAAv8/YwmOCwiuXmE/s1600-h/ds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366852307304806626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SnrjvRrjeOI/AAAAAAAAAv8/YwmOCwiuXmE/s400/ds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Snrg2riD4dI/AAAAAAAAAv0/98cpUEI1X8s/s1600-h/01082009(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- . Os dias vão PAssando e percebemos que NAum estamos Tão Novos assim...Um diah desses Meus Pais me ensiava a falar e a andar... Graças a Eles Grandes coisas Aconteçeram, Muitos erros ja tivee mais seim eles Naum seria queim eu sou Hoje, mais agora aprendi a andar coum minhas própias pernas, Atras de Um rumo boum e promissor para mim, Minha Irmã Sempre cuidou de Mim para que Naum fissese coisas erradas ,... Mais sempre foi elá que Me levava as melhores passeios ... Meu Irmão Sempre nrincou Comigo.. Sabe sinto tanta falta ... temos muitas coisas em comum... Sempre complice um do outro ... Na verdade Sempre quiz Ser que Neeim ele...Mais Neim sempre foi assim...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mais neim tudo ta como antes tem dias da semana em que nao vejo ningueem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;as pessoas que mais vejo é minha irma e minha mae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Poreem meu irmao ja naum tem tempo pra miim..e meu pai so vejo final de semana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sinto falta de algumas coisas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Poreem cada dia que passa as coisas mudam de maneira Inesplicaveel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-492497301603226007?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/492497301603226007/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/08/ano-de-grandes-realizacoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/492497301603226007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/492497301603226007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/08/ano-de-grandes-realizacoes.html' title='...Ano de grandes realizações...♥'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SnrjvRrjeOI/AAAAAAAAAv8/YwmOCwiuXmE/s72-c/ds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-2525925379346017570</id><published>2009-08-05T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:02:10.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oque faz vc feliiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SnpVl9yKkQI/AAAAAAAAAvE/EYazKDGKjgg/s1600-h/OgAAAP7r3dwtv5qJqECPlj3MG6c7odbkd1wGebbagiokpazCvjIJ4y3hsTE4q-gKKKWDcUl42v9uqAAqhiD388GB7v8Am1T1UHUzNc5f5PNQc0YmMW5xKaVVST8F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366696016693858562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SnpVl9yKkQI/AAAAAAAAAvE/EYazKDGKjgg/s320/OgAAAP7r3dwtv5qJqECPlj3MG6c7odbkd1wGebbagiokpazCvjIJ4y3hsTE4q-gKKKWDcUl42v9uqAAqhiD388GB7v8Am1T1UHUzNc5f5PNQc0YmMW5xKaVVST8F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SnpVbLXZCxI/AAAAAAAAAu8/Qmb5LzakBo4/s1600-h/OgAAAIQNS2Si_xseaoWBowclzlaWE-_Qusub2n6ztwwUEmwRbbBiIvDTb14hiCFGHSx1YvHFWm7QeTh2fTlLvAJCyQsAm1T1UOprhvm7GNDCfSkx2jE-D6V9SW1Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O que faz você feliz?&lt;br /&gt;A lua, a praia, o maruma rua, passear Um doce, uma dança, um beijoou goiabada com queijo?&lt;br /&gt;Afinal, o que faz você feliz?Chocolate, paixão dormir cedo, acordar tarde arroz com feijão, matar a saudadeo aumento, a casa, o carro que você sempre quisOu são os sonhos que te fazem feliz?&lt;br /&gt;Dormir na rede, matar a sedeler, ou viver um romance?O que faz você feliz?Um lápis, uma letra,uma conversa boaum cafúne, café com leite, rir a toaum pássaro, um parque, um chafarizou será um choro que te faz feliz?a pausa pra pensar…sentir o vento, esquecer o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;O céu, o sol, um soma pessoa ou o lugar?Agora me diz, O que faz você feliz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1652405660929204754-2525925379346017570?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/2525925379346017570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/08/oque-faz-vc-feliiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/2525925379346017570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/2525925379346017570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/08/oque-faz-vc-feliiz.html' title='Oque faz vc feliiz'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SnpVl9yKkQI/AAAAAAAAAvE/EYazKDGKjgg/s72-c/OgAAAP7r3dwtv5qJqECPlj3MG6c7odbkd1wGebbagiokpazCvjIJ4y3hsTE4q-gKKKWDcUl42v9uqAAqhiD388GB7v8Am1T1UHUzNc5f5PNQc0YmMW5xKaVVST8F.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-6822107511475103963</id><published>2009-07-31T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T06:23:50.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I.C.R...saudades</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SqLdKotyDfI/AAAAAAAAAzs/agdfGFXKPeM/s1600-h/OgAAAEOb2IKkyCm0LRRPmiycIA3COUxFKXnzNmY5DMIoyC0lgZUv817CiKV7wRXn-PR00QKqbIXgll4RmoXDSL4c4h4Am1T1UIpXK3f6K4yEkrrtrvG6hvB_wRJQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378104079831666162" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SqLdKotyDfI/AAAAAAAAAzs/agdfGFXKPeM/s200/OgAAAEOb2IKkyCm0LRRPmiycIA3COUxFKXnzNmY5DMIoyC0lgZUv817CiKV7wRXn-PR00QKqbIXgll4RmoXDSL4c4h4Am1T1UIpXK3f6K4yEkrrtrvG6hvB_wRJQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Seis Meses atras Entrei em um ccurso .... para aprimorar meus conhecimentos...Conheci pessoas maravilhoas nas quais Naum sei explicar o valor que esxiste em minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;1° anee ... brigaduh pelos conselhor carinho afetoo e aprendizagem passada Para Nós...&lt;br /&gt;-Eu encontrei amigos perfeitos...que juntos e misturados temos muitas coisas em comun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SnO7CE414vI/AAAAAAAAAt0/AmYrTYAyxUQ/s1600-h/OgAAABiIIgL50NOq8j9fRwpjVHIjMefFOhmod6x6RV1jflhzp5O2YntHuPK2eiFU9mHwRutn-IIam5W0_Ca-B_LpoIEAm1T1UHPmMyIOuv5RD-2FQKia8FrJ_T65.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos...&lt;br /&gt;*Obridaduh por alegrar minhas manhãs triste;)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SnO7Co4zAoI/AAAAAAAAAuE/kvpnJpYc6_Q/s1600-h/OgAAAEOb2IKkyCm0LRRPmiycIA3COUxFKXnzNmY5DMIoyC0lgZUv817CiKV7wRXn-PR00QKqbIXgll4RmoXDSL4c4h4Am1T1UIpXK3f6K4yEkrrtrvG6hvB_wRJQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SnO7B-Kn3SI/AAAAAAAAAts/_JVpX2QW7w8/s1600-h/OgAAAB9ZBfSn1LYrCz5yxgQKpXJcWjgA-1N9hbMulATw3d4bfUBsd4eatczTWLjUTpxY6TfaBGDcpPX_TKryIN8gQB0Am1T1UJaoQ4kgNlUwKYuygTNzaBnsq7ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pelos trabalhos realizados...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pelas conversas jogadas foras..&lt;br /&gt;*passeiios...&lt;br /&gt;E muuito mais...&lt;br /&gt;Obrigaduh por serem quem vcs são&lt;br /&gt;Amuh vcs E sinto muita falta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SqLdKQA84NI/AAAAAAAAAzk/9-oTS-K7Qfw/s1600-h/OgAAABDZHpXmOF6G1kT5lIqhwBq-8vaGxBr1NZ1SLd5q1obNKHd51pvo23Bd5PIXWejyB-eCW5-bS_shpx2Z3ikJosYAm1T1UBSCTM_RtCfie0lNeu8PLShS7mE5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378104073201180882" style="WIDTH: 588px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Si63J-ziVQI/AAAAAAAAAsc/93E22mfK0TM/s400/DSC00562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ainda falta o sol se pôr E assim é o paraíso A onda bate e eu vejo você A energia que ficou Reflete o seu sorriso E eu preciso te dizer Tudo o que eu penso. Estranho, mas já que é assim Eu vou até o fim pra te convencer E você diz que o longe não é o bastante pra viver E eu te digo, então, me de a mão, concordo com você Geral por perto e é você que eu considero E já é certo em te levar pro meu castelo Eu vou viver pra te fazer feliz E é por você meu sentimento mais sincero Eu e você e um universo paralelo Eu vou viver e te fazer feliz Tudo o que eu penso. Estranho, mas já que é assim Eu vou até o fim pra te convencer E você diz que o longe não é o bastante pra viverE eu te digo, então, me de a mão, concordo com vocêCom você, viajar o mundoCom você, só mais um segundoE você diz que o longe não é o bastante pra viverE eu te digo, então, me de a mão, concordo com vocêE você diz que o longe não é o bastante pra viverE eu te digo, então, me de a mão, concordo com... concordo com você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345411193814096482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Si63KNmvmmI/AAAAAAAAAsk/XZJ0moMAtmE/s400/07022009(044).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-4781049024068731770?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/4781049024068731770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/06/ines-no-seuuniverso-paralelo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/4781049024068731770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/4781049024068731770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/06/ines-no-seuuniverso-paralelo.html' title='Ines no seu...Universo paralelo'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Si63J-ziVQI/AAAAAAAAAsc/93E22mfK0TM/s72-c/DSC00562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-6641092704860924031</id><published>2009-06-09T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:05:31.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acreditar na Vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É ter esperança no amanhã.Saber que após a noite vem o dia.Viver intensamente as emoções!Pular de alegria.Não invadir o espaço alheio.Ser espontâneo.Apreciar o nascer e o pôr-do-sol.Amar as pessoas incondicionalmente.Aproveitar todos os momentos. Fazer trabalhos voluntários. Vencer a depressão.Confiar na intuição.Perdoar as pessoas.Estimular a criatividade.Não se prender a detalhes.Brincar como uma criança.Chorar de felicidade.Deixar pra lá.Ter pensamentos positivos.Respeitar os sentimentos dos outros.Rir sozinho.Saber trabalhar em equipe.Ser sincero.Encontrar a felicidade nas pequenas coisas. Entender que somos pessoas únicas.Não se apegar a bens materiais.Adorar um dia de chuva.Enxergar além das aparências.Descobrir que precisamos dos outros.Esquecer o que já passou.Buscar novos horizontes.Perceber que somos humanos.Vencer a nós mesmos.Ver a beleza da alma.Sair da passividade.Saber que a vida é conseqüência das nossas atitudes agora.Não adiar as decisões.Mimar a criança interior.Deixar acontecer...Praticar a humildade.Adorar o calor humano.Curtir pequenas vitórias.Viver apaixonado pela vida.Visualizar só coisas boas.Entender que há limites.Ver a vida com outros olhos e mentalizar o positivo.Ter auto-estima.Colocar sua energia positiva em tudo que realizar.Só se arrepender do que não fez. Fazer parcerias com amigos e crescer juntos.Dormir feliz.Emanar vibrações de amor.Saber que estamos só de passagem.Melhorar os relacionamentos.Aproveitar as oportunidades.Ouvir o coração e Acreditar na Vida.&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/1652405660929204754-6641092704860924031?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/6641092704860924031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/06/acreditar-na-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6641092704860924031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6641092704860924031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/06/acreditar-na-vida.html' title='Acreditar na Vida...'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-7727759846874440118</id><published>2009-05-31T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T08:46:03.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Se pela força da distância tu te ausentas...pelo poder que há na saudades voltarás".</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Só um lembrete do Quintana ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SiMc2lDi3mI/AAAAAAAAArU/oj5qKsxIkJ4/s1600-h/OgAAAFLI_X7Pj5mFU1TPsDF3r8dYEaYuohTe1dP7fH4QrfxVHTZK64GPj-Z1vsEKIshXeOdDVkDiQ74u5_Jm_7-eMsUAm1T1UPVMvL9QMyFKzLDZFqoXFIeVrLZ0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342145306977033826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SiMc2lDi3mI/AAAAAAAAArU/oj5qKsxIkJ4/s400/OgAAAFLI_X7Pj5mFU1TPsDF3r8dYEaYuohTe1dP7fH4QrfxVHTZK64GPj-Z1vsEKIshXeOdDVkDiQ74u5_Jm_7-eMsUAm1T1UPVMvL9QMyFKzLDZFqoXFIeVrLZ0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'A vida é o dever que nós trouxemos para fazer em casa.Quando se vê, já são seis horas!Quando se vê, já é sexta-feira...Quando se vê, já terminou o ano...Quando se vê, perdemos o amor da nossa vida.Quando se vê, já passaram-se 50 anos!Agora é tarde demais para ser reprovado.Se me fosse dado, um dia, outra oportunidade, eu nem olhava o relógio. Seguiria sempre em frente e iria jogando, pelo caminho, a casca dourada e inútil das horas.Desta forma, eu digo:&lt;br /&gt; Não deixe de fazer algo que gosta devido à falta de tempo, pois a única falta que terá, será desse tempo que infelizmente não voltará mais.'&lt;br /&gt;Mário Quintana &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/1652405660929204754-7727759846874440118?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/7727759846874440118/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/se-pela-forca-da-distancia-tu-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/7727759846874440118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/7727759846874440118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/se-pela-forca-da-distancia-tu-te.html' title='&quot;Se pela força da distância tu te ausentas...pelo poder que há na saudades voltarás&quot;.'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SiMc2lDi3mI/AAAAAAAAArU/oj5qKsxIkJ4/s72-c/OgAAAFLI_X7Pj5mFU1TPsDF3r8dYEaYuohTe1dP7fH4QrfxVHTZK64GPj-Z1vsEKIshXeOdDVkDiQ74u5_Jm_7-eMsUAm1T1UPVMvL9QMyFKzLDZFqoXFIeVrLZ0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-870680704251408256</id><published>2009-05-23T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:02:38.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Shi3shmzN-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/DrmnblJhBQE/s1600-h/Imag001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339219333810960354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Shi3shmzN-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/DrmnblJhBQE/s400/Imag001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu, uma menina assim...Gosto de abraçar apertado, sentir alegria inteira, inventar mundos, inventar amores. Acho graça onde não há sentido. Acho lindo o que não é. O simples me faz rir, o complicado me aborrece. O mundo pra mim é grande, não entendo como moro em um planeta que gira sem parar. Verdade seja dita: entender, eu entendo. Mas não faz diferença, o mundo continua rodando, existe a tal gravidade, pelo menos para mim.O que importa é o que faz os meus olhos brilharem, o coração bater forte, o sorriso saltar da cara. Eu acho que as pessoas são sempre grandes e às vezes pequenas, igual brinquedo Playmobil. Enxergo o mundo sempre lindo e às vezes cinza, mas para isso existem o lápis-de-cor e o amor que a gente aprendeu em casa desde cedo.Tenho um coração maior do que eu, nunca sei minha altura, tenho o tamanho de um sonho. E o sonho escreve a minha vida que às vezes eu risco, rabisco, embolo e jogo debaixo da cama (pra descansar a alma e dormir sossegada).Coragem eu tenho um monte. Mas medo eu tenho poucos. Tenho medo de filme de terror, tenho medo das pessoas, tenho medo de mim mesma. Minha bagunça mora aqui dentro, pensamentos entram e saem, nunca sei aonde fui parar. Mas uma coisa eu digo: eu não páro. Perco o rumo, ralo o joelho, bato de frente com a cara na porta: sei aonde quero chegar, mesmo sem saber como. E vou. Sempre me pergunto quanto falta, se está perto, com que letra começa, se vai ter fim, se vai dar certo. Sempre pergunto se você está feliz, se eu estou linda, se eu vou ganhar estrelinha, se eu posso levar pra casa, se eu posso te levar pra mim, se o café ficou forte demais. Eu sou assim. Nada de meias-palavras. Já mudei, já aprendi, já fiquei de castigo,  já preguei chiclete debaixo da carteira da sala de aula, mas palavra é igual oração: tem que ser inteira senão perde a força.Sou menina levada, princesa de rua, sou criança crescida com contas para pagar. E mesmo pequena, não deixo de crescer.  fico séria, traço metas. Mas quando chega a hora do recreio, aí vou eu... Beijo escondido, faço bico, faço manha, tomo sorvete no pote, choro quando dói, choro quando não dói. E eu amo. Amo igual uma criança. Amo com os olhos vidrados, amo com todas as letras. A-M-O. Amo e invento. Sem restrições. Sem medo. Sem frases cortadas. Sem censura. Sem pudor. Quer me entender? Não precisa. Quer me amar? Me dê um chocolate, um bilhete, um brinde que você ganhou e não gostou, uma mentira saudável, mas bonita pra me fazer sonhar. Não importa. O que importa é o lugar, o momento e com quem eu me sinta especial. Não quero ter a terrível limitação de quem vive apenas do que é passível de fazer sentido. Eu não: quero uma verdade inventada, um beijo, um abraço, amar e viver !!!Meus desejos são ordens para mim !!! Por isso vou ser FELIZ .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/1652405660929204754-870680704251408256?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/870680704251408256/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-uma-menina-assim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/870680704251408256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/870680704251408256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-uma-menina-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Shi3shmzN-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/DrmnblJhBQE/s72-c/Imag001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-7106132990919258182</id><published>2009-05-23T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T19:44:24.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/ShiyQw6P6PI/AAAAAAAAAqg/GRsQf-vOMaw/s1600-h/100_3845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339213359324588274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/ShiyQw6P6PI/AAAAAAAAAqg/GRsQf-vOMaw/s400/100_3845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma menina...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu???Uma mulher...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sou uma menininha que tem sonhos, que acredita em príncipe encantado...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que já quebrou muito a cara...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; e já chorou muito por quem não merecia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sou aquela que escreve para aliviar a dor sentimental...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sou aquela que ama muito os seus amigos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que gosta de banhar na chuva, se bem que tem certo tempinho que não faço isso...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que ama ouvir música, (estou ouvindo enquanto escrevo)Sou aquela que não fica calada quando ver um erro...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que defende a natureza...Aquela que acredita em DEUS...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E que acredita que nada que ela faça pagará o fato dELE ter entregado seu único filho para morrer por mim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que não aceita receber ordens,nem ser contrariada...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que é teimosaaaa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que não desiste...Aquela que fala com o olhar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que é complicada e perfeitinha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que ama falas estrangeiras(principalmente musicas)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que tem ouvido muito pimentas...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que costuma pensar muito antes de agir e que a única vez que foi agir sem pensar se ferrou...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mas aprendeu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que briga com os pais de igual pra igual, são meus amigos e sinto liberdade para fazer isso...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sou aquela que até bem pouco tempo vivia em guerra com o seu irmão, e que hoje ama brinca com ele, a gente se entende...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sou aquela que ama comedias românticas, e que já chorou muito vendo esses filmes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que diz a verdade mesmo que essa verdade algumas vezes machuquem...Aquela que julga, sim julga...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sei que é errado mais é algo inevitável...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sei como a pessoa é ou o que esta sentindo só de olhar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E acreditem não erro...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sou aquela que sabe o que quer e como quer...Aquela que nos últimos meses tem andando tristonha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que tem sofrido decepção atrás de decepção...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Que às vezes não tem vontade de levantar quando acorda...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas, que mesmo sem vontade levanta...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que sabe estampar um sorriso mesmo o coração estando quebrantado...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que esta morrendo de saudades de certo povo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquela que esta tentando tirar algo de bom do caus que minha vida se tornou...Aquela que não sabe como vai resolver isso tudoAquela que mesmo não sabendo vai resolver...Por que embora agora esteja me sentindo uma menininha frágil...Sabe que a mulher que existe dentro de mim vai dar um jeito nisso tudo...Ah, sou aquela que agradece aos amigos, que tem me dando força direta ou indiretamente...A menina mulher vai sair dessa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-7106132990919258182?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/7106132990919258182/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/euuma-menina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/7106132990919258182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/7106132990919258182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/euuma-menina.html' title=''/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/ShiyQw6P6PI/AAAAAAAAAqg/GRsQf-vOMaw/s72-c/100_3845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-482906723562543330</id><published>2009-05-17T16:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T16:34:05.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>minha tarde de domingo sem vc's naum teria graça..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/ShCct_x7R7I/AAAAAAAAAqA/kGfOLEK1hPY/s1600-h/Imag001sdfsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336937872462923698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/ShCct_x7R7I/AAAAAAAAAqA/kGfOLEK1hPY/s400/Imag001sdfsa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;               &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bom como o Miil hause naum tem foto vaí so eu e a rêh mesmo assim vou postar amuh vcs..Obrigaduh por fazer minha tarde de domingo feliz...várias gargalhadas...vários erros...eo henrrique naum é que pensa rsrsrsrs...trabalho pronto diversão garantida...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e amizade master doida..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;é é por essas simples e pequenas coisas que vcs fazem meu dia mais feliz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;amuh vcs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-482906723562543330?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/482906723562543330/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/minha-tarde-de-domingo-sem-vcs-naum.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/482906723562543330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/482906723562543330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/minha-tarde-de-domingo-sem-vcs-naum.html' title='minha tarde de domingo sem vc&apos;s naum teria graça..'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/ShCct_x7R7I/AAAAAAAAAqA/kGfOLEK1hPY/s72-c/Imag001sdfsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-3935325474372275815</id><published>2009-05-15T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:05:36.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sempre ... Sempre... Sempre um poukin de mim;)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336117615695919778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sg2ysxNCeqI/AAAAAAAAApU/bF7fkm5Il_E/s400/100_1950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sg2xyRDwMGI/AAAAAAAAApM/tNpHrh-B9pY/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;Quero sempre podeer estáh com esse sorriso na cara mesmo quando tudo para mim estiver triste...quero amar algueem que me ame de verdade...porque se naum fo assim prefiro ficar do jeito em que estou... Quro Olhar em seus Olhos e dizer quais são meus quetionametos quais é minha realidade... e dizeer a vcs como Sinto saudades dos meus bichinhus de estimação que ja se foi...Sei la é meio estranho ... mais quando eles estão com ageente fazemos de tuso para eles estarem longe...mais quando eles vão embora a unica coisa que sobra é a saudades... Saudades... palavra que só nós Brasileiros conheçemos... to cansada de palavras estou atras de atitudes.. atras de pessoas que sabeem oq querem... amizades falsas por favor..(longe de Mim) Sabe ninguem nesse mundo é perfeito nem eu e nem vc...mais mentiras e humilhação Ninguem por mais maldoso que seja mereçe... ja errei Muito...mais sei que meus erros são perdoados ...pois o PERDÂO é a maior virtude... E Hj Eu Estou Mudando... estou Mudando para melhor... Estou sendo feliiz assim, escute meus pedidos..: por favoor se for para entrar na minha vida seja para fazer a diferença e me fazer feliz...pq de tristeza e pessoas iguais o mundo ja tem muiito... seje Uma pessoa que muda que sempre está feliz... Sofreer Naum quero ver essa palavra... E como sempre disse..: -sou Um amor de pessoa ... mais naum pisa no meu caloo.. porque posso ty suprieender... ..... e para termiinar uma poema para a dona da minha vida Minha mamis...(alíais FOI O DIA ESPECIAL A TODAS)mais vcs sabem que todos os dias é dia das mãe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336124433524941058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sg245nmJYQI/AAAAAAAAApc/qlOvNAKT8cY/s400/DSC05716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;QUERIDA MAMÃE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tu que nos guardaste em teu ventre aquecido e do mundo fomos protegidos...Tu que nos trouxeste para a vida, o que mais poderiamos querer?Nos deste um cantinho dentro de ti e já crescidinhos nascemos para te conhecer...Em teus braços fomos acalentados com teu amor e dedicação.Nosso coração por ti, todos os dias acariciado...Te conhecer por fora é só uma forma de nos fortalecer para o mundo, mas o que há de mais profundo vem do teu íntimo Ser...Oh!maravalhosa Criatura...Nascida do Amor Divinoque nos ampara a todos os momentos de nosso Viver!O que mais poderiamos querer?Rogar com todas as forças que Deus abençoe a todas as mães e se nem sempre ao nosso lado podemos te ter até tua lembrança nos faz reviver...que maravilha ...você nunca estará sozinha Querida Mamãe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;TEE amoooo!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-3935325474372275815?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/3935325474372275815/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/sempre-sempre-sempre-um-poukin-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3935325474372275815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3935325474372275815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/sempre-sempre-sempre-um-poukin-de-mim.html' title='sempre ... Sempre... Sempre um poukin de mim;)...'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sg2ysxNCeqI/AAAAAAAAApU/bF7fkm5Il_E/s72-c/100_1950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-628415906579960558</id><published>2009-05-14T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:43:18.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prá Rua Me Levar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SgxF-YNLi6I/AAAAAAAAAoU/l8DLUdXTLAk/s1600-h/ATgAAAC9TfbmgqT7SOXPCsX6MbDGinLOZbNIt0uXrrpm3zCwkPYD7L44bKXFg0ovJVuaT7iSzDO5wfJh3ue_XfaCNIwEAJtU9VC0rJIYhjcIDAg3wtq6RCPUgZES1A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335716596479134626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SgxF-YNLi6I/AAAAAAAAAoU/l8DLUdXTLAk/s320/ATgAAAC9TfbmgqT7SOXPCsX6MbDGinLOZbNIt0uXrrpm3zCwkPYD7L44bKXFg0ovJVuaT7iSzDO5wfJh3ue_XfaCNIwEAJtU9VC0rJIYhjcIDAg3wtq6RCPUgZES1A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não vou viver como alguém que só espera um novo amor Há outras coisas no caminho aonde eu vou As vezes ando só, trocando passos com a solidãoMomentos que são meus e que não abro mão...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já sei olhar o rio por onde a vida passa Sem me precipitar e nem perder a hora Escuto no silêncio que há em mim e basta Outro tempo começou pra mim agora...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou deixar a rua me levar Ver a cidade se acender A lua vai banhar esse lugar E eu vou lembrar você...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;É... mas tenho ainda muita coisa pra arrumar Promessas que me fiz e que ainda não cumpriPalavras me aguardam o tempo exato pra falar Coisas minhas, talvez você nem queira ouvir...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já sei olhar o rio por onde a vida passa Sem me precipitar e nem perder a hora Escuto no silêncio que há em mim e basta Outro tempo começou pra mim agora...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou deixar a rua me levar Ver a cidade se acender A lua vai banhar esse lugar E eu vou lembrar você...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SgxGI3ydfzI/AAAAAAAAAoc/BpOmhFX9UPg/s1600-h/OgAAAF9xGUIhypYUjt_vaJCVXWGUNTXtqDz1827VO4uU4OUBv7spAeVYqaXujz8AJfyCNuCW7h21pOA2Oau1Qb6_75MAm1T1UM6D4Hvf5Jxrr-kL2u00KqgE6LDp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335716776755691314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SgxGI3ydfzI/AAAAAAAAAoc/BpOmhFX9UPg/s200/OgAAAF9xGUIhypYUjt_vaJCVXWGUNTXtqDz1827VO4uU4OUBv7spAeVYqaXujz8AJfyCNuCW7h21pOA2Oau1Qb6_75MAm1T1UM6D4Hvf5Jxrr-kL2u00KqgE6LDp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/1652405660929204754-628415906579960558?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/628415906579960558/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/pra-rua-me-levar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/628415906579960558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/628415906579960558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/05/pra-rua-me-levar.html' title='Prá Rua Me Levar....'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SgxF-YNLi6I/AAAAAAAAAoU/l8DLUdXTLAk/s72-c/ATgAAAC9TfbmgqT7SOXPCsX6MbDGinLOZbNIt0uXrrpm3zCwkPYD7L44bKXFg0ovJVuaT7iSzDO5wfJh3ue_XfaCNIwEAJtU9VC0rJIYhjcIDAg3wtq6RCPUgZES1A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-8454895548515055095</id><published>2009-04-12T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:26:45.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 coisas boas da viidah....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeKFci0fLOI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Aq_Ww35bTSE/s1600-h/Toalha+na+cabe%C3%A7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323964434935131362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeKFci0fLOI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Aq_Ww35bTSE/s320/Toalha+na+cabe%C3%A7a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A 1° coisa é tomar um Banho bem quentinho Depois de um dia cansatiivo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeKFJxqkYsI/AAAAAAAAAlg/PeHpH2SnQcE/s1600-h/aniver+tamara+(17).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323964112502547138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeKFJxqkYsI/AAAAAAAAAlg/PeHpH2SnQcE/s200/aniver+tamara+(17).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeKFJxqkYsI/AAAAAAAAAlg/PeHpH2SnQcE/s1600-h/aniver+tamara+(17).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2° Comeer Adoro Posso estar com fome Ou não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;mais se me chamar para um rango estamos aí... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeKFJxqkYsI/AAAAAAAAAlg/PeHpH2SnQcE/s1600-h/aniver+tamara+(17).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;3° e Particulamente impata com o 2° é doormi arg diia cansativo so de pensar em fechar os olhos e descansar já é uma Alegriia ... e Sabeer que no outro dia é FERIADO ou FDS...e falar :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;-Amanhã vou dormi até acordar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;AMOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323959863414830610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeKBSclHNhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/nivCib1RiAc/s200/Imagem+070_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-8454895548515055095?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/8454895548515055095/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-coisas-boas-da-viidah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/8454895548515055095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/8454895548515055095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-coisas-boas-da-viidah.html' title='3 coisas boas da viidah....'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeKFci0fLOI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Aq_Ww35bTSE/s72-c/Toalha+na+cabe%C3%A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-6263955711905855627</id><published>2009-04-11T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T07:03:07.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mario quintana!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeChXBpiLQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/vYOINHJzfq4/s1600-h/100_1765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323432176503631106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeChXBpiLQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/vYOINHJzfq4/s320/100_1765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Não quero alguém que morra de amor por mim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Só preciso de alguém que viva por mim, que queira estar junto de mim, me abraçando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Não exijo que esse alguém me ame como eu o amo, quero apenas que me ame, não me importando com que intensidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Não tenho a pretensão de que todas as pessoas que gosto, gostem de mim... Nem que eu faça a falta que elas me fazem, o importante pra mim é saber que eu, em algum momento, fui insubstituível... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;E que esse momento será inesquecível... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Só quero que meu sentimento seja valorizado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Quero sempre poder ter um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw295816561155(event, this, '622892614'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #ff0000; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick295816561155(622892614);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mensagensvirtuais.com.br/#"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; estampando em meu rosto, mesmo quando a situação não for muito alegre... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;que meu sorriso consiga transmitir paz p/ os que estiverem ao meu redor. Quero poder fechar meus olhos e imaginar alguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;E poder ter a absoluta certeza de que esse alguém também pensa em mim quando fecha os olhos, que faço falta quando não estou por perto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Queria ter a certeza de que apesar de minhas renúncias e loucuras, alguém me valoriza pelo que sou, não pelo que tenho... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Que me veja como um ser humano completo, que abusa demais dos bons sentimentos que a vida lhe proporciona, que dê valor ao que realmente importa, que é meu sentimento... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;E não brinque com ele. E que esse alguém me peça para que eu nunca mude, para que eu nunca cresça, para que eu seja sempre eu mesmo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Não quero brigar com o mundo, mas se um dia isso acontecer, quero ter forças suficientes para mostrar a ele que o amor existe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Que ele é superior ao ódio e ao rancor, e que não existe vitória sem humildade e paz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Quero poder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw20313995350155(event, this, '622892614'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #ff0000; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick20313995350155(622892614);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mensagensvirtuais.com.br/#"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;acreditar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; que mesmo se hoje eu fracassar, amanhã será outro dia, e se eu não desistir dos meus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a oncontextmenu="return false;" onmouseover="hw21071128762155(event, this, '622892614'); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='solid';" style="CURSOR: hand; COLOR: #ff0000; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px dotted; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" onclick="hwClick21071128762155(622892614);return false;" onmouseout="hideMaybe(event, this); this.style.cursor='hand'; this.style.textDecoration='underline'; this.style.borderBottom='dotted 1px'; " href="http://www.mensagensvirtuais.com.br/#"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; e propósitos, talvez obterei êxito e serei plenamente feliz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Que eu nunca deixe minha esperança ser abalada por palavras pessimistas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Que a esperança nunca me pareça um 'não'.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;que a gente teima em maquiá-lo de verde e entendê-lo como 'sim'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Quero poder ter a liberdade de dizer o que sinto a uma pessoa, de poder dizer a alguém o quanto ela é especial e importante pra mim, sem ter de me preocupar com terceiros... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Sem correr o risco de ferir uma ou mais pessoas com esse sentimento. Quero, um dia, poder dizer às pessoas que nada foi em vão... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Que o amor existe, que vale a pena se doar às amizades e às pessoas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;que a vida é bela sim, e que eu sempre dei o melhor de mim...e que valeu a pena!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeChE3IZtnI/AAAAAAAAAlI/HAi3qdrtsS0/s1600-h/greg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323431864442664562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeChE3IZtnI/AAAAAAAAAlI/HAi3qdrtsS0/s320/greg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eterno, é tudo aquilo que dura uma fração de segundo, mas com tamanha intensidade, que se petrifica, e nenhuma força jamais o resgata.... Um dia descobrimos que beijar uma pessoa para esquecer outra, é bobagem.Você não só não esquece a outra pessoa como pensa muito mais nela... Um dia descobrimos que se apaixonar é inevitável... Um dia percebemos que as melhores provas de amor são as mais simples... Um dia percebemos que o comum não nos atrai... Um dia saberemos que ser classificado como o "bonzinho" não é bom . .Um dia perceberemos que a pessoa que nunca te liga é a que mais pensa em você... Um dia percebemos que somos muito importante para alguém, mas não damos valor a isso... Um dia percebemos como aquele amigo faz falta, mas ai já é tarde demais...Enfim... Um dia descobrimos que apesar de viver quase um século esse tempo todo não é suficiente para realizarmos todos os nossos sonhos, para dizer tudo o que tem que ser dito... O jeito é: ou nos conformamos com a falta de algumas coisas na nossa vida ou lutar para realizar todas as nossas loucuras... Quem não compreende um olhar tampouco compreenderá uma longa explicação.&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/1652405660929204754-6263955711905855627?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/6263955711905855627/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/mario-quintana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6263955711905855627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6263955711905855627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/mario-quintana.html' title='Mario quintana!!!'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeChXBpiLQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/vYOINHJzfq4/s72-c/100_1765.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-2523137741667409597</id><published>2009-04-11T06:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T06:51:03.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>filosofia de garfild....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeCbya5Yd4I/AAAAAAAAAlA/OJagEaSBEas/s1600-h/Lasanha_inteira-e-m-jpg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323426050067691394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeCbya5Yd4I/AAAAAAAAAlA/OJagEaSBEas/s320/Lasanha_inteira-e-m-jpg.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; E virou minha filosofia tambeem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lasanha não é um prato...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lasanha é uma forma de vida..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;uma simples mistura de massa,carne,tomate,etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Faz o prato dos deuses..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-2523137741667409597?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/2523137741667409597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/filosofia-de-garfild.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/2523137741667409597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/2523137741667409597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/filosofia-de-garfild.html' title='filosofia de garfild....'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SeCbya5Yd4I/AAAAAAAAAlA/OJagEaSBEas/s72-c/Lasanha_inteira-e-m-jpg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-4767873277504082124</id><published>2009-04-10T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:05:42.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cósmica=forfun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sd_6VH3yawI/AAAAAAAAAk4/LheNQN0tGco/s1600-h/DSC05666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323248525372451586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sd_6VH3yawI/AAAAAAAAAk4/LheNQN0tGco/s320/DSC05666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cósmica, eletromagnética&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Distribui sorrisos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Canaliza positivos ventos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Por onde passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Quântica, calma e dialética&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ela olhou ele nos olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E virando o rosto ao vento que soprava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Em silêncio disse o que ele era essencial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Beijando-o com a força de um amor atemporal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tântrica, natural e mágica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O sutil e o corpóreo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No eterno e transitório&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Instante que se passava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Em meio ao caos sublime da explosão sensorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Surgiu a consciência de um amor impessoal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Celebrando a vida e a infinita dança universal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ela envolve a todos a envolvem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Encontrando a vida ao deixar fluir o curso natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323247883624728642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sd_5vxLNSEI/AAAAAAAAAkw/knYflNXk0PE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-4767873277504082124?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/4767873277504082124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/cosmicaforfun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/4767873277504082124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/4767873277504082124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/cosmicaforfun.html' title='Cósmica=forfun'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sd_6VH3yawI/AAAAAAAAAk4/LheNQN0tGco/s72-c/DSC05666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-258598721304365080</id><published>2009-04-10T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:55:09.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eis mais um pouco de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sd_zN9rSJGI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ixTlnLj-1gI/s1600-h/Inesita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323240705795171426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sd_zN9rSJGI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ixTlnLj-1gI/s320/Inesita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;LUGAR: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;minha cama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;MÚSICA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;forfun=cosmica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;COR: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;rosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;COMIDA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lasanha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;UMA PALAVRA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ANIMAL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"SHOW INESQUECIVEL: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Particular com nx zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;MEDO: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;De perder alguem importante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;DATA LINDA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;22/04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;DATA PHODA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;23/09/2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;LIVRO: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hary potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Na TV: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cqc...toma lá da cá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;No RADIO: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;energia 97.7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;INTERNET:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;orkut...msn...blog...etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;AS MAIS BELAS PALAVRAS SÃO DE: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Charles Chaplin,&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://br.geocities.com/edterranova/marioq.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mario Quintana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;,Carlos Drummond &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sd_zgeB0WdI/AAAAAAAAAko/cVlckzgBz0Q/s1600-h/twterw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323241023717267922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sd_zgeB0WdI/AAAAAAAAAko/cVlckzgBz0Q/s320/twterw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-258598721304365080?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/258598721304365080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/lugar-minha-cama-musica-forfuncosmica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/258598721304365080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/258598721304365080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/lugar-minha-cama-musica-forfuncosmica.html' title='Eis mais um pouco de mim'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/Sd_zN9rSJGI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ixTlnLj-1gI/s72-c/Inesita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-7563226547872945764</id><published>2009-04-03T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:32:49.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queem me deraa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SdZF5O70rjI/AAAAAAAAAhA/pNAuwOZNt3g/s1600-h/DSC05654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320516859348692530" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SdZF5O70rjI/AAAAAAAAAhA/pNAuwOZNt3g/s400/DSC05654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que todo final de semana fosse carnaval...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;que toda sexta-ta feira tivesse festa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;que todo ser Humano fosse sincero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que todo homen fosse digno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que todo marido fosse fiel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;que todo namorado fosse Atencioso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que toda amiga fosse verdadeira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que todo mundo fosse feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que toda chuva fosse de verão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que todo livro tivesse final feliz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que toda familia fosse unida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que todo problema Tivesse soluçao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que toda viajem fosse faciil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que toda Nuveem fosse de algodão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que dinheiro nascesse em arvores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que os adultos tivesse purezaa de crinça...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que toda praia fosse deserta com algueem especiial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que toda carta fosse de amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que caada estreela fosse um desejo a realizar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que todo sonho fosse docee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que pessadelo nao esxistisse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que a unica escola fose a vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que toda esperança fosse real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que toda Luta fosse Justa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que o unico vicio fosse a alegria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que toda lua fosse cheia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Que todo amor fosse eteernoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SdZF40eSh-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/zdwXKG-xbrw/s1600-h/DSC05613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320516852245497826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SdZF40eSh-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/zdwXKG-xbrw/s400/DSC05613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-7563226547872945764?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/7563226547872945764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/queem-me-deraa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/7563226547872945764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/7563226547872945764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/04/queem-me-deraa.html' title='Queem me deraa...'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SdZF5O70rjI/AAAAAAAAAhA/pNAuwOZNt3g/s72-c/DSC05654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-6434668049332943651</id><published>2009-03-19T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:13:26.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hojee estou assim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/ScKNaxjSPaI/AAAAAAAAAgI/D1CiZ4eh_QQ/s1600-h/ATgAAAClr2u3zx_bIH7QGcj4wDNHaWNiGK7NHedAi0WTk9hzRTxTYMamGQeDeYidLDNCVXNRCCWFEZD99T5Rrl87_glOAJtU9VAlYvHKC_Ya6Xm-bxWMt3tjLiqz1g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314966001368055202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/ScKNaxjSPaI/AAAAAAAAAgI/D1CiZ4eh_QQ/s400/ATgAAAClr2u3zx_bIH7QGcj4wDNHaWNiGK7NHedAi0WTk9hzRTxTYMamGQeDeYidLDNCVXNRCCWFEZD99T5Rrl87_glOAJtU9VAlYvHKC_Ya6Xm-bxWMt3tjLiqz1g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Seii lá queria de uma foorma diizer oq estou sentindo ....&lt;br /&gt;será que é amor?calma aí Maiis amor tem Que ter outra pessoa envolvidah...Se é amoor siceramente aindah naum descobri quem é...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mais tbm naum seei se tudo isso é decepçao...=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;queriia sabeer oq estou sentindo =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/ScKNatH1OfI/AAAAAAAAAgA/j5Vq8JQpko4/s1600-h/ATgAAAB5zCsLdAszp2TR-GKXR8mxJoZKvgryGQeLh62pGLWcikHKQj6FQwkNoqGyITkmJwqCjNTD4IDYoeCtlqoVFtMDAJtU9VCnJZfIipn7zCrx8Ik1BJuZtGXARQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314966000179165682" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/ScKNatH1OfI/AAAAAAAAAgA/j5Vq8JQpko4/s400/ATgAAAB5zCsLdAszp2TR-GKXR8mxJoZKvgryGQeLh62pGLWcikHKQj6FQwkNoqGyITkmJwqCjNTD4IDYoeCtlqoVFtMDAJtU9VCnJZfIipn7zCrx8Ik1BJuZtGXARQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-6434668049332943651?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/6434668049332943651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/03/seii-la-queria-de-uma-foorma-diizer-oq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6434668049332943651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6434668049332943651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/03/seii-la-queria-de-uma-foorma-diizer-oq.html' title='Hojee estou assim'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/ScKNaxjSPaI/AAAAAAAAAgI/D1CiZ4eh_QQ/s72-c/ATgAAAClr2u3zx_bIH7QGcj4wDNHaWNiGK7NHedAi0WTk9hzRTxTYMamGQeDeYidLDNCVXNRCCWFEZD99T5Rrl87_glOAJtU9VAlYvHKC_Ya6Xm-bxWMt3tjLiqz1g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-8550715066577874547</id><published>2009-02-12T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:15:00.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oque é o Amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZQ6NNInJfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/A1KWJCTjPuw/s1600-h/Imag007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301926659860407794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZQ6NNInJfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/A1KWJCTjPuw/s400/Imag007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O Amor é um sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;impossilvel de se explicar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O Amor vem do coraçao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E naum há como ignorar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O amor supera todas as Barreiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;pode ser com a Lua e o Mar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;com as estrelas e o sol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;comigo e com você...Isso é amar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Para você senti amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;o 1° passo é Amar a si mesmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;o 2° é ser sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E o 3° ... Há o 3° não tem explicação!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Quando você ama nada é feio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;não importa se a pessoa é gordo ou magra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Aparencia não importa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E sim caracter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZQ6Nb1W9uI/AAAAAAAAAXk/vaOAXO0ZRo8/s1600-h/5f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301926663806187234" style="WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZQ6Nb1W9uI/AAAAAAAAAXk/vaOAXO0ZRo8/s400/5f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O amor Supera o ódio Brigas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O amor traz Paz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Quem ama não tem odio em seu coraçao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ame...Ame Muiiiiiito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mais tbm seje amado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pois a pior coisa é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Um amor não correspondido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ame a você mesmo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mostre seus sentimentos Sinceros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;não fale a ninguem que Você o ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Se não sentir um amor sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ame a Deus Pois e ele te ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;verdaderamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;E ele te mostrará a pessoa certa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A pessoa que ira te fazer Feliz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZQ6Mn0LRNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZivrVOch3ps/s1600-h/07022009(092).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301926649842582738" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZQ6Mn0LRNI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZivrVOch3ps/s400/07022009(092).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1652405660929204754-8550715066577874547?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/8550715066577874547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/02/oque-e-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/8550715066577874547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/8550715066577874547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/02/oque-e-o-amor.html' title='Oque é o Amor...'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZQ6NNInJfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/A1KWJCTjPuw/s72-c/Imag007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-7284146525915246142</id><published>2009-02-09T14:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:04:43.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu fds? Naum Podia Seer Melhor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZCtzkAdDtI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PJ2KqKp3knI/s1600-h/07022009(030).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300927862765588178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZCtzkAdDtI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PJ2KqKp3knI/s400/07022009(030).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Esse Foi Meu sabado Passei O diah em Jaguariuna em uma chacara MAravilhosa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pessoas Legais;Piscina boah...Comida Sem comentarios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E graças a Deus o sol colaborou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sai de casa 7 da manhã so cheguei 11 da Noiite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me divertii Muiito... piscina diiiah todo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ha nem sem explicaar...Mai vx axah que meu fds acabou no sabado inganados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ao redor da semana eu faloo...rsrsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tenha Uma otimah semana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZCtz4Nis4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/jVNMIR-D-aw/s1600-h/07022009(056).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300927868189193090" style="WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZCtz4Nis4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/jVNMIR-D-aw/s400/07022009(056).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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/1652405660929204754-7284146525915246142?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/7284146525915246142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/02/meu-fds-naum-podia-seer-melhor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/7284146525915246142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/7284146525915246142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/02/meu-fds-naum-podia-seer-melhor.html' title='Meu fds? Naum Podia Seer Melhor...'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SZCtzkAdDtI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PJ2KqKp3knI/s72-c/07022009(030).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-273752555986773250</id><published>2009-01-22T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T04:03:53.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Algumas Frases que gosto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXhgTRYGPxI/AAAAAAAAAUk/QEj94UpCJhY/s1600-h/solamente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294087246172274450" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXhgTRYGPxI/AAAAAAAAAUk/QEj94UpCJhY/s400/solamente.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O melhor presente que você pode dar é um abraço: ele é tamanho único, e ninguém vai se importar se você quiser devolvê-lo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A habilidade é de pouca importância, sem a oportunidade!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A raiva te torna menor, enquanto o perdão te força a crescer além do que você era."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;O verdadeiro amor Começa quando Naum se quer Nada em Troca...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ei que seria esquecida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ssim é a Lei do Mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;m Sonho Belo e Bonito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ura Apenas um segundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;mor ... Carinhos... E Paixãoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;oces sentimentos que se vão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;resta somente a Saudadee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;audade de Um Grandee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                 Paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tudoo Que é Bom dura tempo O sufiiciiente para ser Inesquecivel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXhgUyevBsI/AAAAAAAAAUs/0QID1C2nePY/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294087272238352066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXhgUyevBsI/AAAAAAAAAUs/0QID1C2nePY/s400/DSC00206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-273752555986773250?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/273752555986773250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/01/algumas-frases-que-gosto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/273752555986773250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/273752555986773250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/01/algumas-frases-que-gosto.html' title='Algumas Frases que gosto'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXhgTRYGPxI/AAAAAAAAAUk/QEj94UpCJhY/s72-c/solamente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-2533168000844262637</id><published>2009-01-21T03:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T03:59:39.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdão....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXcA6FxhiZI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4t_OCPT3Rfc/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293700884979616146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXcA6FxhiZI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4t_OCPT3Rfc/s400/DSC01032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Muiitas Pessoas passam por nossa Vidas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Umas deixam Sorrisos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Outros Deixam Lagrimas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As que deixam Sorrisos ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sempre lembraremos em todos os momentos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Por deixar um imensa saudade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Os de lagrimas Muiitas vezes ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;deixam Odio...Rancor que se é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;guardado Por muiito tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quando voce encontra esse Pessoa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;você tenta evitar...Para naum fazer nenhuma Besteira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vontade de falar naum falta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mais o Orgulho toma a frente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mais veem A questao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pedir perdão é facil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O dificio é saber se é perdoado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Por Mais que voce seja a certa da Historia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sempre tem alguem que tem que se render...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A pior coisa que existe é ter rancor gurdado em seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;coraçao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E durante 3 anos eu Sei oq é isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pessa Muiito saber que uma amiga que voce tanto amou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;te magou com palavras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Naum quer Mai falar com você...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Esses dias eu perdi o perdao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E Meu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;se encontra Muitoo mais aliviado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ate nos dias em que estavamos junto....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nunca desista...Tudo na vidah tem sua hora e seu momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;....=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXcC7SAyXKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/4Sh32lY0cSA/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293703104467983522" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXcC7SAyXKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/4Sh32lY0cSA/s400/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.powermusics.com/mp3/6/scracho/10.wma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-2533168000844262637?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/2533168000844262637/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/01/perdo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/2533168000844262637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/2533168000844262637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/01/perdo.html' title='Perdão....'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXcA6FxhiZI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4t_OCPT3Rfc/s72-c/DSC01032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-6967412739169468789</id><published>2009-01-19T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T08:13:52.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melhor fds de todos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXSl0H17xdI/AAAAAAAAATw/l3935UgH1LY/s1600-h/DSC00196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293037776944219602" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXSl0H17xdI/AAAAAAAAATw/l3935UgH1LY/s400/DSC00196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nunca desista...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nunca desista de amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nunca desista de lutar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nesse fds aprendiii que nunca podemos desistir ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nada em nossa vida aconteçe por acaso sempre ira ter um porem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O sentido da é viver para quem te deu a vida....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Deus esta com agente em todos os momentos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e nossa familia tbm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXSmlRFhGVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ierX51hRzvc/s1600-h/uana+karine+e+Ines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293038621239089490" style="WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXSmlRFhGVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ierX51hRzvc/s400/uana+karine+e+Ines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1652405660929204754-6967412739169468789?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/6967412739169468789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/01/melhor-fds-de-todos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6967412739169468789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6967412739169468789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/01/melhor-fds-de-todos.html' title='Melhor fds de todos...'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SXSl0H17xdI/AAAAAAAAATw/l3935UgH1LY/s72-c/DSC00196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-3444584247537470706</id><published>2009-01-10T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:46:12.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eeE Verãão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWkAlBP1W0I/AAAAAAAAASw/2i2L_YleXNQ/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289759873313364802" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWkAlBP1W0I/AAAAAAAAASw/2i2L_YleXNQ/s400/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;Hum...Nadah melhor doque o Verão&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;O Sol estanpado em nossos rostos...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;Passarinhos a cantar...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;A água do mar..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;Nadah melhor do que está em ar fresco&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;Nesse sol maravilhoroso&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;que por magiica..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;nos faz mudar de cor...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;E quando a noite Chega...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;Naum há Luar Mais lindo...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;O vento Fresco...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;A lua cheia...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;e Alguem para amar..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;Verâo é uma estação&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;Magica..em que cada dia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;Coisas Supriendentes aconteçe...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;e o sol batendo em seu rosto...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;em que nossos olhos..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;Oo verãoOo...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;temos que aproveita a cada segundo =D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;beber uma agua de coco...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;Se feliz em cada momento...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWkDvX3ilFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/KwXSRRB2xJ0/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289763349719061586" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWkDvX3ilFI/AAAAAAAAAS4/KwXSRRB2xJ0/s400/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&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/1652405660929204754-3444584247537470706?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/3444584247537470706/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/01/eee-vero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3444584247537470706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/3444584247537470706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/01/eee-vero.html' title='eeE Verãão'/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWkAlBP1W0I/AAAAAAAAASw/2i2L_YleXNQ/s72-c/DSC00176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-6074909483935086435</id><published>2009-01-05T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:41:49.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWI8cJ7RLHI/AAAAAAAAARc/Ikji5hrxFO8/s1600-h/ATYAAABqcllDo9hlWlSnuT8gzDHniqQSLsrfBs746tpGSLiq8DAH6u7-J4edx3HRCgrtbX9N_i5Vi26Onxp_8Myc1uIlAJtU9VCgPcYg3QIpIbBrehbqXXvfhvbqNQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287855366884895858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWI8cJ7RLHI/AAAAAAAAARc/Ikji5hrxFO8/s400/ATYAAABqcllDo9hlWlSnuT8gzDHniqQSLsrfBs746tpGSLiq8DAH6u7-J4edx3HRCgrtbX9N_i5Vi26Onxp_8Myc1uIlAJtU9VCgPcYg3QIpIbBrehbqXXvfhvbqNQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Os verdadeiros Amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Verdadeiros amigos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;são como jóias Raras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;é dificio encontralas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;mais é facil de ama-las&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWJAo_2DrFI/AAAAAAAAARk/m8Ck2HJCkwY/s1600-h/ATgAAADvCt5rZ17VRWnaFoABWqel6Mc-ytaAx7gcgErMn-ZjuzhPlkawNqeUxb6v0p69Vv_L8W5JG3FBHoO28oYrzDxfAJtU9VCeS_EEuD-IwZqPFZfF5twki6VosA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287859985563495506" style="WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWJAo_2DrFI/AAAAAAAAARk/m8Ck2HJCkwY/s400/ATgAAADvCt5rZ17VRWnaFoABWqel6Mc-ytaAx7gcgErMn-ZjuzhPlkawNqeUxb6v0p69Vv_L8W5JG3FBHoO28oYrzDxfAJtU9VCeS_EEuD-IwZqPFZfF5twki6VosA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Quem encontra um Amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Encontra uma parte de si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Com ele você tem coragem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;de contar seus segredos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWJCPo5HTVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Kp_GCkNfbNA/s1600-h/imagem11_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287861748928826706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWJCPo5HTVI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Kp_GCkNfbNA/s400/imagem11_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Amigos verdadeiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;sao aqueles que mesmo de longe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;esta presente em sua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Em todos momentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWJA48hOB5I/AAAAAAAAARs/c7IqLd4Qyrg/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SYYW1wnIfLI/AAAAAAAAAWU/m5gU06p1yjE/s1600-h/SANY3422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297947124485881010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SYYW1wnIfLI/AAAAAAAAAWU/m5gU06p1yjE/s400/SANY3422.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Amigo é aquele que nunca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;fala mal de você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;e se ver alguem falando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;te defende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWJC3fjxMQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5Cuq86rjBoM/s1600-h/ATgAAADVY5dO7ObcoFxFVqbh_dpFgTfP6QQpI6VLAMhYs599av7rlwVdc3H_XrcBLLUbMk0kCbvAQt24cchCbtxP3VcBAJtU9VBKWtfxcOBeyu2tjXTi3FyKH2O_lw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287862433618145538" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWJC3fjxMQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/5Cuq86rjBoM/s400/ATgAAADVY5dO7ObcoFxFVqbh_dpFgTfP6QQpI6VLAMhYs599av7rlwVdc3H_XrcBLLUbMk0kCbvAQt24cchCbtxP3VcBAJtU9VBKWtfxcOBeyu2tjXTi3FyKH2O_lw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Amigos de verdades são aqueles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;que no seu momento de tristeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;te faz sorrir;aquele que prefere ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;você chorando pela verdade do que sorrindo com a mentira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWJDj1D_hjI/AAAAAAAAASE/Sur2VDWNQtk/s1600-h/eu+e+karina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287863195304691250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWJDj1D_hjI/AAAAAAAAASE/Sur2VDWNQtk/s400/eu+e+karina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Amigos de verdade nao tem preço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Amigos de verdade nao em cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;amigos de verdade não tem distancia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oque vale é a amizade e o amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ines Dantas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;faltou algun mais nas proximas postagens eu coloco...beijinhOs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1652405660929204754-6074909483935086435?l=inesdantas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/feeds/6074909483935086435/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/01/os-verdadeiros-amigos-verdadeiros.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6074909483935086435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1652405660929204754/posts/default/6074909483935086435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inesdantas.blogspot.com/2009/01/os-verdadeiros-amigos-verdadeiros.html' title=''/><author><name>neisinha...Tudo para ser Inesquecivel =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16935428862700493183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88wFIfhgbKQ/Thkmw61Hq8I/AAAAAAAABJY/R7JYjL51hGk/s220/19042011064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWI8cJ7RLHI/AAAAAAAAARc/Ikji5hrxFO8/s72-c/ATYAAABqcllDo9hlWlSnuT8gzDHniqQSLsrfBs746tpGSLiq8DAH6u7-J4edx3HRCgrtbX9N_i5Vi26Onxp_8Myc1uIlAJtU9VCgPcYg3QIpIbBrehbqXXvfhvbqNQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1652405660929204754.post-1598628155503513193</id><published>2009-01-04T08:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T08:49:07.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWDoACguokI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FxB481ZYHrE/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWDoACguokI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FxB481ZYHrE/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287481049904751170" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWDoACguokI/AAAAAAAAAQI/FxB481ZYHrE/s400/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sensivel demais...essa sou Eu...Aquela garota que leva sempre esse sorriso em seu rosto...Porem em seu momentos de dificuldades Traz lagrimas...lagrimas de Sofrimento...de alegria ou ate mesmo Por uma musica que toca seu coraçao....Aquela garota que cresçeu muiito na vidah... e que hoje naum planeja mais o seu futuro..ela deixa aconteçer...sabe porque?Porque so o tempo Irá falar oq derá de nós...Akela garota que sente saudades quando vc está longe..que sonha sonha muiito....Que tem Amizades que conheçeu por acaso é posso dizer é uma das melhores...que amo ao meu proximo da mesma forma que me amuh !!!Que quer ser um dia amada sinceramente....e que ainda espera seu principe encantado...=)...Que amaaaa Crianças...Porque essa garotinha é Sim a menina mais rica do mundo...Ela naum tem mançoes...diamantes e nem carros importadOs..ela é rica Sim mais naum dos bens materiais...Mais de tudo oque ela traz em seu coraçao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;By Ines Dantas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-dcUs1XU2sc/SWDnxOFvXEI/AAAAAAAAAQA/fygGHmCn7bo/s1600-h/06-04-08_0658_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287480795314740290" style="WIDTH: 300px; 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