<?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-26876030</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:53:30.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Contos de fadas*</title><subtitle type='html'>É no último beijo...no último encontro...no último adeus que sentes o que existe por detrás da felicidade escondida naqueles que sentem falta de alguém! Então choras, mas sabes que vais voltar...*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26876030.post-115221588219080091</id><published>2006-07-06T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T12:58:09.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nao vou sorrir para fingir qe nao choro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/habit??culo-maquete-30jun"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/habit%3F%3Fculo-maquete-30jun%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E mandam-me sorrir... porquê?!para quê?! e principalmente, para quem?!nao faz sentido...faz-me fazer acreditar que tudo e' verdade e que tudo e' bom. Nao e'...nao e' mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mentem-me e nao choro...Traiem-me e continuo sem chorar e agora?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Falta pouco...dizem-me isto!!mas ate' la',tudo e' inferno na realidade,tudo e' paraiso na minha mente!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Acredito que em poucos dias estarei a abraçar-te por todos os momentos em q qeria faze-lo e nao o fiz! Acredito que quando nao falas comigo nao o fazes,porque simplesmente nao o podes fazer...E arranjo argumentos para justificar o que sinto por ti...!! Mas sera' q sinto mesmo?! Pergunto-me e continuo a perguntar: deverei continuar a acreditar?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Na realidade, nao quero sonhar mais contigo...Quero que me ensines a voar ate' a' lua e ate' la'...vou caminhando pela rua enquanto conto os curtos passos que dou!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26876030-115221588219080091?l=defadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/115221588219080091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26876030&amp;postID=115221588219080091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/115221588219080091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/115221588219080091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/2006/07/nao-vou-sorrir-para-fingir-qe-nao.html' title='nao vou sorrir para fingir qe nao choro...'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26876030.post-115005914489752866</id><published>2006-06-11T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:52:27.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ja' sinto aqela falta...*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/renegados.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/renegados.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joao Luis...Rita...Lourenço...Mafalda...Daniel...Renata*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;somos os renegados do cantinho magico...!!gosto tanto de voces...tivemos tantas aventuras juntos...! sinto vontade de voltar atras e fazer tdo de novo...mas pensando sempre "um dia vamos separar_nos" e assim, agarrar_vos e apertar_vos cmo nca tive tanta vontade de o fazer...!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/IMG_1523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/IMG_1523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles........*&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/9??B"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/9%3F%3FB%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elas...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26876030-115005914489752866?l=defadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/115005914489752866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26876030&amp;postID=115005914489752866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/115005914489752866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/115005914489752866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/2006/06/ja-sinto-aqela-falta.html' title='Ja&apos; sinto aqela falta...*'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26876030.post-114911465371217652</id><published>2006-05-31T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T15:30:53.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O precipicio anunciando o fim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/biscoitos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/biscoitos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Caíndo...caíndo...caíndo...! E cada vez mais em baixo, ficava ao pensar na maneira como seria a sua vida se fosse tudo como queria! E chorava sem ter razão, tremia de medo quando nada a assustava e sorria quando as lágrimas faziam força nos seus olhos para mais tarde cairem! E sentia-se como se de um precepício fosse empurrada, sem ninguém para a segurar e sem ninguém para a proteger...! Então deixava-se cair. O seu medo pertubava-a quando via as rochas no fundo do profundo olhar e quando o som do mar a atormentava relembrando-a dos únicos bons momentos que vivera na vida! E ia tudo acabando...em poucos segundos estaria tudo acabado! Aquele percipio parecia imenso, nunca mais acabado e cada vez mais alto! Então sente-se quieta... Noa ar, como que voando. Olha para cima, olha para baixo e tudo está igual! Nada mexia, nada parecia tão assustador! E abrindo as mãos, sente um aperto. Tão firme, tão seguro, tão doloroso... E repara, que segurando-a estão aqueles que estariam no fundo daqueles imensos rochedos, caso ele se deixa-se cair! É assim, que chora as lágrimas que anteriormente a apertavam e a faziam sofrer! Diz umas palavras e eleva uns sorrisos...abraça-os! Tudo estaria acabado e, em pouco tempo e aquele precipicio tornar-se-ia apenas mais um rochedo neste enorme mundo de dor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Deixo um obrigada aos que me teêm apoiado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*Marta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*Rita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*Mafalda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*Cláudio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*Artur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*Tânia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;_obrigada por tudo..._&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26876030-114911465371217652?l=defadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/114911465371217652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26876030&amp;postID=114911465371217652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114911465371217652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114911465371217652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/2006/05/o-precipicio-anunciando-o-fim.html' title='O precipicio anunciando o fim'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26876030.post-114858259933419173</id><published>2006-05-25T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T11:43:19.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esperando q chegue o fim... :s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/luisinha4%20288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/luisinha4%20288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/lagoadonegro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Porque e' no fim q o melhor acontece. Porque e' no fim q o bjo acontece. Porque e' no fim q a alegria acontece. Porque e' no fim q tudo acontece... Mas também e' no fim q o adeus acontece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Mas no fim de todos os caminhos, há também o ínicio de qualquer coisa! E no fim do caminho q percorro a felicidade acontece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Um caminho cheio de flores, árvores, animais destemidos e sempre, imensos sonhos acontecidos! Os sonhos?! Acabam sempre por acabar em realidade... e o caminho?! E' nele q encontro a verdade!! Então suspiro e uma lágrima corre-me pela cara... Essa lágrima tem o adeus q se repete de dia, para dia, ano, para ano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26876030-114858259933419173?l=defadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/114858259933419173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26876030&amp;postID=114858259933419173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114858259933419173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114858259933419173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/2006/05/esperando-q-chegue-o-fim-s.html' title='Esperando q chegue o fim... :s'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26876030.post-114755732026403710</id><published>2006-05-13T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T14:55:21.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Percorrendo sonhos reais(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/DSC00516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/DSC00516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Estava a andar e reparei numa floresta! Tão grande...tão bonita!E tinha um riozinho. Segui-o e fui dar a um local cheio de flores, joaninhas e algumas borboletas!Era realmente bonito aquele local! Mas depois assustei-me quando ouvi uma voz ligeira, que baixinho dizia o meu nome como quem queria ser seguida!E foi o que fiz...AI,essa voz entrava dentro de mim e cada vez soava mais alto! Então disse-me: "sentes saudades, sentes que gostas, sentes-te mal! Mas...és única?!" ! E voltei a ficar sozinha junto das flores e daqueles pequenos insectos que pareciam olhar para mim continuamente! Estariam a querer dizer-me alguma coisa? E eu sentia que aquela voz me olhava tentando ver o que eu pensava... Agora sei. Ela eras tu! Eras, não eras?! Estavas a dizer-me que eu não era a única a sentir saudades do que passo quando estou ao teu lado! Era isso...! Então corri a procura do caminho para casa. Mas estava presa naquela floresta que de repente se começou a tornar negra e assustadora! Apareceste...abraçaste-me com força...deste-me um beijo no pescoço e disseste "agarra-te"! Juntos voámos para longe...passámos o mar e juntos sentámonos numa nuvem, onde abraçados ficámos o resto da vida...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26876030-114755732026403710?l=defadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/114755732026403710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26876030&amp;postID=114755732026403710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114755732026403710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114755732026403710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/2006/05/percorrendo-sonhos-reais.html' title='Percorrendo sonhos reais(:'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26876030.post-114720211771083196</id><published>2006-05-09T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T12:15:17.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pq sei qe vou sentir saudades...):</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/C??pia"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/C%3F%3Fpia%20de%20tanto%20soninho....%20061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E sei, que quando olhar em volta e vir alguem a dizer "presente" alguem a dizer "esta doente", vou sentir falta dos dias em que ouvia isso em berros... ouvir cadeiras a cair e, quem sabe, alguns papeis babados a voar pelos ares e calhar em caras pouco estranhas, que tentavam fazer-nos acreditar que o sitio onde nos encontravamos tinha interesse! E, por estranho que pareça, vou sentir muita flata de alguns sermões! Mas... vou aproveitar o que vem a seguir...guardando e relembrando todos os momentos que passei com aqueles que insultvam e abraçavam quem sempre gostou de ser insultado e apertado com todas as forças mas nunca o admitiu!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ja sinto a vossa falta........mas mais ainda sinto falta daquele que me faz acreditar qe nunca me esqueceu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26876030-114720211771083196?l=defadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/114720211771083196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26876030&amp;postID=114720211771083196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114720211771083196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114720211771083196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/2006/05/pq-sei-qe-vou-sentir-saudades.html' title='Pq sei qe vou sentir saudades...):'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26876030.post-114660522524010250</id><published>2006-05-02T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T13:33:37.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigas qe estranhamente se odiavam!=P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/DSCF0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/DSCF0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Elas eram amigas! Gostavam-se... e, pouco tempo foi preciso para se odiarem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Passaram-se dois anos e alguém muito pouco estúpido pô-las na mesma turma! Em apenas alguns dias voltavam a sorris na mesma direcção... voltavam a falar em bons modos e já pareciam gente normal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Mais algum tempo...e já eram mais que boas amigas! Eram como namoradas xD*!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E agora adoram-se mais que tudo e não qerem separar-se=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Adoro-te menina dos olhos de agua!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26876030-114660522524010250?l=defadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/114660522524010250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26876030&amp;postID=114660522524010250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114660522524010250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114660522524010250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/2006/05/amigas-qe-estranhamente-se-odiavamp.html' title='Amigas qe estranhamente se odiavam!=P'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26876030.post-114660406941406283</id><published>2006-05-02T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T13:35:01.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente adoro alguem=P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/DSCF0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/DSCF0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Eu queria a sua amizade... E ela deu-ma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Eu queria a sua confiança... E ela deu-ma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Eu queria um abraço... E ela deu-me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E eu disse " quero ter-te como melhor amiga"... E ela deu-me isso, o melhor que alguma vez alguém me deu!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E adoro-a por tudo o que tem feito... E adoro-a pelo estado em que deixa a minha casa quando la' dorme... E adoro-a por todas as palavras sinceras e lógicas que me da' quando preciso de ouvi-las... E, principalmente, adoro-a por ser ela***a minha melhor amiga=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Martinha...loirinha....apenas quero que nunca me esqueças!=)@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26876030-114660406941406283?l=defadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/114660406941406283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26876030&amp;postID=114660406941406283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114660406941406283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114660406941406283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/2006/05/simplesmente-adoro-alguemp.html' title='Simplesmente adoro alguem=P'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26876030.post-114608151241945311</id><published>2006-04-26T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T12:58:32.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pensando no mundo de fantasia...!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/mmmme.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/mmmme.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Aquela princesa tão disposta a conhecer novas princesas, novos principes, novos reinos, vivia todos os anos na mesma companhia e nos mesmos reinos! Era com isto que ela sonhava durante aquele ano inteiro de saudades, tristezas e pensamentos... Era com isto que ela sonhava! E o castelo enfeitiçado prendia-a, durante um ano! Com alguns dragões que a magoavam e alguns amigos verdadeiros que a apoiavam! Mas nada a fazia querer ficar la', nem mesmo o seu principe! Apenas sonhava poder levá-lo para o seu Mundo de fantasia, onde muitos a esperavam, onde muitos apenas a lembravam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="8d3a47c6"&gt;ra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26876030-114608151241945311?l=defadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/114608151241945311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26876030&amp;postID=114608151241945311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114608151241945311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114608151241945311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/2006/04/pensando-no-mundo-de-fantasia.html' title='pensando no mundo de fantasia...!*'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26876030.post-114607699406481885</id><published>2006-04-26T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T11:43:14.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O fim do dia numa história feliz (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/io??i.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/io%3F%3Fi.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E e' no fim do dia que penso em ti...naquela estrela grande que se deita,nquela estrela pequenina que acorda, mas que esta sempre ali para me dar aquela palavra amiga amorosa que me prepara para ver a estrela grande acordar no dia seguinte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E digo que te amo e digo que não te quero perder...! E as vezes ainda juro que nunca te heide esquecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26876030-114607699406481885?l=defadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/114607699406481885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26876030&amp;postID=114607699406481885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114607699406481885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114607699406481885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/2006/04/o-fim-do-dia-numa-histria-feliz.html' title='O fim do dia numa história feliz (:'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26876030.post-114591142841925631</id><published>2006-04-24T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T13:43:48.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pq pa mim as ferias nca acabam...!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/1600/Imagem%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1776/2818/320/Imagem%20042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Eles olharam-se e disseram "adeus...". E ela foi-se embora, num passo lento, sentindo o calor das suas lágrimas e ouvindo alguém dizer "não vale a pena sofrer...estas quase a voltar!". Mas essas palavras nao a contentavam...apenas faziam-na lembrar que o "quase" era um ano inteiro de saudades mutuas....! E entao lembrou-se... "falta so um ano"...e aí sorriu,imaginando as saudades que teria doutros sitios,outras pessoas,...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26876030-114591142841925631?l=defadas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/feeds/114591142841925631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26876030&amp;postID=114591142841925631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114591142841925631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26876030/posts/default/114591142841925631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defadas.blogspot.com/2006/04/pq-pa-mim-as-ferias-nca-acabam.html' title='Pq pa mim as ferias nca acabam...!*'/><author><name>branca de neve</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12999613562022353759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
