<?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-33863322</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:44:15.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Todos nós nascemos originais e morremos cópias."</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863322.post-116161596179465413</id><published>2006-10-23T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T11:06:01.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/welcome.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/400/welcome.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                                           Ser O Parecer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ser ou parecer quem você imagina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Não pode me fazer a dona de sua vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Se não me olha, baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Já tentei muito levantar a voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Para despertar o interior vazio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Que te faz meu, baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E sei que talvez esse dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nunca acontecerá...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Porém você em meus sonhos sempre vai estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Como uma luz que me ilumina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E ao despertar quero voltar a tentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eu... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sei que o coração bate mais forte, mais que um motor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E ainda que não saiba nada de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Um dia te farei alcançar, amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Quando me cerquei a ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me congelei, os nervos me matavam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Não disse nada, baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Outro dia que me convenci de falarT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e vi passar com outra muito contente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Não era o momento, baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Como aconteceu que estou louca, tão apaixonada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Porem você em meus sonhos sempre vai estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Como uma luz que me ilumina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E ao despertar quero voltar a tentar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sei que o coração bate mais forte, mais que um motor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E ainda que não saiba nada de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Um dia te farei alcançar, amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Te ver passar sem falar é um cruel sofrimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Que desaparece logo quando penso em você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Voando ao meu lado, batendo fazia o sentimento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E não importam os dias que passe ou morra tentando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863322-116161596179465413?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116161596179465413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=116161596179465413' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/116161596179465413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/116161596179465413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/ser-o-parecer-ser-ou-parecer-quem-voc.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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-33863322.post-116085463571680224</id><published>2006-10-14T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T15:37:15.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/euenanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/euenanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Minha miga Nandinha..!Ai ai ai!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Hihjihihihih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Em homenagem a ela e outros amigux meus, coloco um texzto bem legal abaixo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;                                           Dia dos Amigos (q por sinal é tdo dia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Amigo é aquele que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Beija você com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Carinho e que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Deseja com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Entusiasmo sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Felicidade e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Garante felicidade para você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Humilde é o amigo que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Independente de qualquer coisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Joga tudo para o alto por você e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Larga mão de tudo que seja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Material e desnecessário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Naturalmente para cumprir sua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Obrigação que é:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Proteger a quem lhe protege e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Querer bem a quem lhe quer bem;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Respeitar seu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Silêncio calado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Tranformando sua vida em uma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Única motivação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Xeretando-se quando PRECISO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Zangando-se quando necessário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;    Você é meu amigo(a).&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/33863322-116085463571680224?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116085463571680224/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=116085463571680224' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/116085463571680224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/116085463571680224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/amigos.html' title='Amigos...'/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863322.post-116032990000879284</id><published>2006-10-08T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T13:51:40.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida não volta para podermos vivê-la...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/P??r-do-sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/400/P%3F%3Fr-do-sol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863322-116032990000879284?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116032990000879284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=116032990000879284' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/116032990000879284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/116032990000879284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/vida-no-volta-para-podermos-viv-la.html' title='A vida não volta para podermos vivê-la...'/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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-33863322.post-116018575108433961</id><published>2006-10-06T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T21:49:11.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/linda.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/linda.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;O Choro...&lt;br /&gt; Tem hora que bate uam tristeza tão grande que eu não sei o que fazer e nem para onde ir. É tanta coisa que eu queria dizer, mas não tem ninguém para ouvir...então choro...sem ninguém ver...eu choro... Faço o possível para segurar a cabeça, mas a emoçaõ não quer que eu me desfaça, ou então que eu esqueça do amor. Eu choro sem ele saber...eu choro...choro... Choro por tudo que agente não realizou, choro porque sei que ainda te amo. E você me amou como ainda ama.  Choro por tudo se assim for preciso, choro porque sei que ainda te quero, choro por tudo e por tudo lhe digo...te quero...te espero. Choro por tudo que agente não teve, por tudo que não relaizamos, choro porque sei que ainda te amo e você me amou e ama. Choro por tudo se assim for preciso, choro porque sei que eu te quero, choro por tudo e por tudo eu lhe digo... TE QUERO...TE ESPERO...TE AMO...EU CHORO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863322-116018575108433961?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116018575108433961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=116018575108433961' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/116018575108433961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/116018575108433961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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-33863322.post-115964655497325779</id><published>2006-09-30T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T16:02:34.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Faxina mental</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/oi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/oi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; Gente depois de uns acontecimentos estou decididamente em "FAXINA MENTAL"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E é hoje o dia da faxina mental... Vamos lá... joga fora tudo que te prende ao passado... ao mundinho de coisas tristes... fotos... peças de roupa... papel de bala... ingressos de cinema, bilhetes e viagens... e toda aquela tranqueira que guardamos quando nos julgamos apaixonados... jogue tudo fora... mas principalmente... esvazie seu coração... fique pronto para a vida... para um novo amos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lembre-se somos apaixonáveis... somos sempre capazes de amar muitas e muitas vezes... afinal de contas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nós somos o “Amor”...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Porque somos do tamanho daquilo que vemos, e não do tamanho da nossa altura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/meucaso.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Eh vai ser felix tb e me deixa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/bju.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Obg por tdu gente! Sou mtu agradecida akeles me ajudaram!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Kem busca a verdade, kem obedece a lei do amor, n pode estar preocupado com o amanha"&lt;br /&gt;Gandhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/byebye.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863322-115964655497325779?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115964655497325779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=115964655497325779' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115964655497325779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115964655497325779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/faxina-mental.html' title='Faxina mental'/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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-33863322.post-115904581557618956</id><published>2006-09-23T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T17:10:15.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/entrar.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/entrar.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Welcome... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/oigente.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;" Tudo q eu quiser, eu vou tentar melhor do q já fiz, esteja o meu destino onde estiver, eu vou buscar a sorte e ser feliz..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/cuti.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Gente, to in love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Pa variar neh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mas eh tão bom ta assim, so n kandu n eh correspondido, como no meu caso, q p/ variar, dizem a msm coisa: VC EH SEMPRE KEM ESTRAGA TDU! Já me acostumei a ouvir isso! Fazer o q neh? Quem nunk levo um xute na bunda por merda própria? Ai ai ai ai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Amar naum eh estar com a pessoa 24 hs por dia, mas sim pensar nelas as 24 hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/bju.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Olha eu aí em baixo....&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Umas das minhas melhores fases, eu de cabelo rosa...&lt;/span&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/33863322-115904581557618956?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115904581557618956/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=115904581557618956' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115904581557618956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115904581557618956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/welcome.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863322.post-115852681782193429</id><published>2006-09-17T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T17:00:17.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/ola.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/ola.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oi gente!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ai q dia viu??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Finalmente!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/tofelix.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ktu tempo na kal eu me sentia assimm!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ufaaaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/cansada.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tb, depois de um dia inteiro na praia c uma galera legal, jogando vôley, keru mais o q ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mais nda....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mtu legal msm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*Foi niver de Samanta(miga minha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Palabéns migaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mtu mtu mtu mtu bomm!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/bjux.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; Ame como se nunk tivesse amado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Trate bem seus amigux como se n houvesse amanhã...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Curta o hj pq o amanhã pode n existir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cultive suas amizades, pq depois vc colherá seus frutos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;NÓS TODOS SOMOS RESPONSÁVEL POR AKILO Q NÓS CULTIVAMOS...&lt;/span&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/33863322-115852681782193429?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115852681782193429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=115852681782193429' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115852681782193429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115852681782193429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/oi-gente-ai-q-dia-viu-finalmente-ktu.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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-33863322.post-115836228112799372</id><published>2006-09-15T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T19:18:01.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/serfelix.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/serfelix.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pois eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ta mtu dificil pa mim ser felix...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*To com meu pé duendo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Tenhu q fazer uma cirurgia no meu pé...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* Afff! Tenhu uma irmã q ngm merece...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/aten%3F%3Fa%3F%3F.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Soneto da Felicidade (Vinicius de Moraes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;De tudo, ao meu amor serei atento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Antes, e com tal zelo, e sempre, e tanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Que mesmo em face do maior encanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Deus se encante mais meu pensamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Quero vê-lo em cada vão momento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;E em seu louvor hei de espalhar meu canto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;E rir meu riso e derramar meu pranto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Ao seu pesar ou seu contetamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;E assim, quando mais tarde me procure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Quem sabe a morte, angústia de quem vive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Quem sabe a solidão, fim de quem ama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Eu me possa dizer do amor(que tive): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Que não seja imortal, posto que é chama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;MAS QUE SEJA INFINITO ENQUANTO DURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/atelogo.png" border="0" /&gt;                                    &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Espero que tenham gostado os que têm paciência para ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                                                               Bju!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863322-115836228112799372?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115836228112799372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=115836228112799372' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115836228112799372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115836228112799372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/pois-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863322.post-115774103657653035</id><published>2006-09-08T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:43:56.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/m_r_001215.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/m_r_001215.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; "Eu adoro os que me invejam; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eles são os meus melhores publicitários, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;    e ainda trabalham de graça."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Não importa o q façamos, sempre iremos desapontar algm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;* Tive prova hj! Até q foi legal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;* Minhas costas estão queimadas da praia de ontem, e ainda por cima passe protetor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;* Joguei voley!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;* Vou jogar RPG, com o melhor mestre de D&amp;D, JUNIOR, mas conhecido por mim como TODINHO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*Tenho uns agradecimentos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt; - Crisnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt; - David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt; - Juliana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt; - Fernanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt; - Junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt; - Gizelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt; Obg por fazerem parte de minha vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt; Bjux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863322-115774103657653035?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115774103657653035/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=115774103657653035' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115774103657653035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115774103657653035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/eu-adoro-os-que-me-invejam-eles-so-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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-33863322.post-115766205547832459</id><published>2006-09-07T16:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T16:47:35.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/m_r_001507.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/m_r_001507.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tenho mais o q dizer além de "perfeito"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O dia foi otemooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sério msm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Praia otema até com xuva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nunk mais tive um dia desses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"O SORRISO É A MANIFESTAÇÃO DOS LÁBIOS QUANDO OS OLHOS ENCONTRAM O QUE O CORAÇÃO PROCURA." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Se você viver cem anos eu quero viver cem anos menos um dia, assim nunca terei de viver sem você"- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Perfeito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Perfeito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863322-115766205547832459?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115766205547832459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=115766205547832459' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115766205547832459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115766205547832459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/tenho-mais-o-q-dizer-alm-de-perfeito-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863322.post-115756737513658295</id><published>2006-09-06T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T14:29:35.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/m_r_001317.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/m_r_001317.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;De longe, perfeito. De perto, torto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Com o tempo, você vai percebendo que para ser feliz com uma outra pessoa, você precisa, em primeiro lugar, não precisar dela. Percebe também que aquele alguém que você ama (ou acha que ama) e que não quer nada com você, definitivamente não é o alguém da sua vida. Você aprende a gostar de você, a cuidar de você e, a gostar de quem também gosta de você. O segredo é não correr atrás das borboletas... é cuidar do jardim para que elas venham até você. No final das contas, você vai achar não quem você estava procurando, mas quem estava procurando por você!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pois é...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ás vezes vemos um lindo por-do-sol , e pensamos q ele é perfeito como algumas pessoas ou até alguns sentimentos, mas depois de ver melhor, chegar amis perto, vemos q tem sempre alguma "imperfeição"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;N digo imperfeição de ser feio, torto, ou algo q machucam as pessoas, mas sim, em dizer que:NGM É PERFEITO, NENHUM SENTIMENTO É PERFEITO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863322-115756737513658295?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115756737513658295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=115756737513658295' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115756737513658295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115756737513658295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/de-longe-perfeito.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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-33863322.post-115747805005675039</id><published>2006-09-05T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T13:40:50.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/dialindo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/dialindo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pois ehhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O q nós meros mortais podemos fazer com as coisas q acontecem ao nosso redor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O q nós podemos fazer se n entendemos as pessoas e elas usam isso contra agente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pois eh nda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Poucas coisas na vida são exatas, mas de uma tenho certeza: ninguém é unanimidade. Ao longo de nossas vidas definimos nosso caráter, nossa personalidade e vivemos de acordo com normas e princípios que consideramos corretos. Entretanto, por mais sensatos que possamos parecer, definitivamente não há como agradar a todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Por isso q eu desisto q entender as pessoas, ela q devem tentar em entender..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To xeia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863322-115747805005675039?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115747805005675039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=115747805005675039' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115747805005675039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115747805005675039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/pois-ehhh-o-q-ns-meros-mortais-podemos.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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-33863322.post-115740972968869985</id><published>2006-09-04T18:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T18:42:09.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/1600/euzinhaaaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1049/3723/320/euzinhaaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUERO UM AMOR...Quero um amor, de qualquer jeito, de qualquer cor.Esse amor pode ser alto, pode ser baixo, loiro ou moreno, de nariz grande ou pequeno.Quero um amor encantado, sorridente e assanhado.Ele pode ter cabelo longo, pode ser até curtinho, pode ter olhos grandes ou pequenininhos.Quero um amor de voz rouca, de olhar sensual e infernal.Tem que ser um amor cheio de personalidade, cheio de encanto e vivacidade.Procuro um amor descontraído, louco e atrevido.Quero um amor infantil, que brinque comigo, me leve ao delírio e me deixe em perigo.Quero um amor louco, alucinado que não se prenda ao passado.Preciso de um amor fantasiado de palhaço, pulando carnaval, e gritando o seu amor.Preciso de qualquer jeito, com a máxima urgência acabar com essa minha carência.Por isso eu quero um amor que me encha de ciúmes e depois me cubra de perfumes, os aromas mais intensos, de Boucheron a Tentation.Eu quero, eu preciso de um amor daqueles de cinema, de novela, seriado, cheio de mistérios e casos engraçadosQuero um amor, simples ou importante, um amor pra fazer comigo bolinhas de sabão, pegar na minha mão, sorrir do meu sorriso e acreditar no que eu digo.Quero um amor pra andar de gangorra, correr na chuva, pisar em poça, comer brigadeiro, sujar o dedo e depois lamber bem devagarinho fazendo charminho.Quero um amor intempestivo, que fuja comigo, que me lace nos seus braços com seus abraços.Preciso de um amor estonteante, daqueles arrepiantes, um amor que saiba chorar, dançar e cantar.Eu quero um amor que tenha um beijo coberto de desejo, que quando me tocar o meu corpo não queira mais acordar.Quero um amor viu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863322-115740972968869985?l=mmla2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115740972968869985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863322&amp;postID=115740972968869985' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115740972968869985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863322/posts/default/115740972968869985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmla2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/quero-um-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimika_loka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13836810207048193949</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></feed>
