<?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-29483909</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:11:16.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>picture of my own</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-4937753439442526949</id><published>2008-08-26T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:33:01.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sou uma nova pessoa. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A faculdade mudou-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu mudei-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu hei-de ser capaz. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EU HEI-DE SER CAPAZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-4937753439442526949?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4937753439442526949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=4937753439442526949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4937753439442526949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4937753439442526949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2008/08/sou-uma-nova-pessoa.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-4201690929827590855</id><published>2007-09-03T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T15:25:25.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Um pequeno T2 onde podemos viver os dois com vista para o mar e um jardim, um carro com tecto de abrir"!&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/29483909-4201690929827590855?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4201690929827590855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=4201690929827590855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4201690929827590855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4201690929827590855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/09/um-pequeno-t2-onde-podemos-viver-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-8987833908289479457</id><published>2007-07-26T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T10:32:18.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com tanta coisa bonita na minha vida é estranho como não escrevo nada há tanto tempo! Não sei, se calhar limito-me a pensar no Pedro, a sentir a falta dele, a aproveitar todos os momentos com ele, a estar com os meus amigos, a não fazer nada, a tratar das coisas para a carta de condução, a preparar-me para ir para o campo de férias...enfim eis um resumo da minha vida... Apenas me sinto feliz por receber tantas coisas boas do meu amor e dos meus amigos...sou muito amada e isso é muito bom e também sou muito querida pelos meus amigos...há laços que se perderam mas há outros que se fortificaram e as pessoas importantes estão lá e isso é reconfortanto e muito muito bom... Ainda assim, como não há nada para fazer às vezes isso irrita-me um bocado, mas só de pensar no que aí vem...Meu Deus.... Mas tou muito contente por ir para a faculdade. No fundo 12 anos de estudo resumem-se a esta entrada e espero que a uma nova etapa muito positiva ainda que difícil. Mas está tudo bem. E desculpem-me os amigos e a família mas há uma pessoa que me trouxe uma nova alegria de viver...o meu amor lindo! Obrigado mor....amt*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-8987833908289479457?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8987833908289479457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=8987833908289479457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/8987833908289479457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/8987833908289479457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-8288137019864952711</id><published>2007-06-25T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T10:25:18.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You found me&lt;br /&gt;When no else was looking&lt;br /&gt;How did you know just where I would be?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you broke through all of my confusion&lt;br /&gt;The ups and the downs and you still didn't leave&lt;br /&gt;I guess that you saw what nobody could see&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-8288137019864952711?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8288137019864952711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=8288137019864952711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/8288137019864952711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/8288137019864952711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-found-me-when-no-else-was-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-5578849353514772413</id><published>2007-06-25T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T10:21:51.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't want to miss a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could stay awake just to hear you breathing&lt;br /&gt;Watch you smile while you are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;While you're far away and dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I could spend my life in this sweet surrender&lt;br /&gt;I could stay lost in this moment forever&lt;br /&gt;Well, every moment spent with you&lt;br /&gt;Is a moment I treasure&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Lying close to you&lt;br /&gt;Feeling your heart beating&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wondering what's you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if it's me you're seeing&lt;br /&gt;Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna stay with you&lt;br /&gt;In this moment forever, forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss one smile&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss one kiss&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;Right here with you, just like this&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Feel your heart so close to mine&lt;br /&gt;And just stay here in this moment&lt;br /&gt;For all the rest of time&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd still miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fall asleep, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest dream would never do&lt;br /&gt;I'd still miss you, baby&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-5578849353514772413?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5578849353514772413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=5578849353514772413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/5578849353514772413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/5578849353514772413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-dont-want-to-miss-thing-i-could-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-3038747827241694065</id><published>2007-06-19T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T13:52:59.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's undeniable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that we should be together...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(foi o sentir que fazemos sentido juntos...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-3038747827241694065?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3038747827241694065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=3038747827241694065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/3038747827241694065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/3038747827241694065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-undeniable-that-we-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-3404124581004968718</id><published>2007-06-06T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T14:27:36.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/RmxsZris-gI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BmcXOQH6V88/s1600-h/25-05-07_1151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074550068580514306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/RmxsZris-gI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BmcXOQH6V88/s320/25-05-07_1151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amo-te...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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/29483909-3404124581004968718?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3404124581004968718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=3404124581004968718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/3404124581004968718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/3404124581004968718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/06/amo-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/RmxsZris-gI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BmcXOQH6V88/s72-c/25-05-07_1151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-2936410787694255079</id><published>2007-05-25T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:50:05.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/RldY4PMGGvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/biyCpd_u3JU/s1600-h/Imagem(327).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068617628801964786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/RldY4PMGGvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/biyCpd_u3JU/s320/Imagem(327).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;És muito especial para mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Encheste a minha vida de felicidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Quero-te comigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adoro-te mt...cada vez mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-2936410787694255079?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2936410787694255079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=2936410787694255079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/2936410787694255079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/2936410787694255079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/05/s-muito-especial-para-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/RldY4PMGGvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/biyCpd_u3JU/s72-c/Imagem(327).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-2056833388774823624</id><published>2007-05-25T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:14:49.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quando a chuva passar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pra quê falar&lt;br /&gt;Se você não quer me ouvir?&lt;br /&gt;Fugir agora não resolve nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas não vou chorar&lt;br /&gt;Se você quiser partir&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes a distância ajuda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;E essa tempestade um dia vai acabar&lt;br /&gt;Só quero te lembrar&lt;br /&gt;De quando a gente andava nas estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Nas horas lindas que passamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;A gente só queria amar e amar e hoje eu tenho certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A nossa história não termina agora&lt;br /&gt;Pois essa tempestade um dia vai acabar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando a chuva passar&lt;br /&gt;Quando o tempo abrir&lt;br /&gt;Abra a janela e veja eu sou o sol&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou céu e mar&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou seu e fim&lt;br /&gt;E o meu amor é imensidão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Só quero te lembrar&lt;br /&gt;De quando a gente andava nas estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Nas horas lindas que passamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;A gente só queria amar e amar&lt;br /&gt;E hoje eu tenho certeza&lt;br /&gt;A nossa história não termina agora&lt;br /&gt;Pois essa tempestade um dia vai acabar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando a chuva passar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quando o tempo abrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Abra a janela e veja eu sou o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu sou céu e mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eu sou seu e fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;E o meu amor é imensidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrt mt***&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/29483909-2056833388774823624?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2056833388774823624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=2056833388774823624' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/2056833388774823624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/2056833388774823624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/05/quando-chuva-passar-pra-qu-falar-se-voc.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-3184690564758975840</id><published>2007-05-04T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T11:49:36.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"E se for verdade que deixaste de me amar&lt;br /&gt;peço-te,&lt;br /&gt;por favor,&lt;br /&gt;não mo digas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso hoje&lt;br /&gt;e apesar de tudo&lt;br /&gt;de navegar&lt;br /&gt;inocente nas tuas mentiras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dormirei sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;e muito tranquilo&lt;br /&gt;acordarei&lt;br /&gt;muito cedo pela manhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltarei a fazer-me ao mar,&lt;br /&gt;prometo-te...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, desta vez,&lt;br /&gt;sem um olhar de protesto ou resistência&lt;br /&gt;naufragarei por minha vontade e sem reservas&lt;br /&gt;na profunda imensidão do teu abandono..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-3184690564758975840?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3184690564758975840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=3184690564758975840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/3184690564758975840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/3184690564758975840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/05/e-se-for-verdade-que-deixaste-de-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-1906383906366250886</id><published>2007-05-04T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T11:41:57.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;                                   Vi-te e pensei:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TÁS TÃO GIRO!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(picada no coração....doeu)*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-1906383906366250886?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1906383906366250886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=1906383906366250886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/1906383906366250886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/1906383906366250886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/05/vi-te-e-pensei-ts-to-giro-picada-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-7359140905505374760</id><published>2007-05-04T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T11:38:59.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Acho graça ao teu ser &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;genuíno&lt;/span&gt;! Há tempos que não encontrava ninguém assim. À tua maneira vais conquistando a minha amizade. Minha vontade é &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;preservá-la&lt;/span&gt; para que ninguém a destrua. Ela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dá-me vontade de ser boa pessoa, de quebrar os erros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Há que cultivá-la e cuidar dela e deixá-la germinar...&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/29483909-7359140905505374760?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7359140905505374760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=7359140905505374760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/7359140905505374760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/7359140905505374760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/05/acho-graa-ao-teu-ser-genuno-h-tempos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-2293191626609661695</id><published>2007-05-04T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T11:33:55.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(Ninguém ia estender... Por isso escondo e não mostro... Fica só para mim! Coisas minhas! Desculpem....mas acho que tenho esse direito!)&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/29483909-2293191626609661695?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2293191626609661695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=2293191626609661695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/2293191626609661695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/2293191626609661695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/05/ningum-ia-estender.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-4210209486579272040</id><published>2007-04-05T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T14:19:04.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Tempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh tempo, como és bom!&lt;br /&gt;Deixas ver a realidade tal como ela é.&lt;br /&gt;Serenas as emoções,&lt;br /&gt;Ainda que lhes roubes a intensidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas és bom, sim és bom!&lt;br /&gt;Tornas claro o confuso&lt;br /&gt;E ordenas o pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;E há coisas que não mais se dizem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E segues bom pela vida fora!&lt;br /&gt;Há situações que não mais se repetem.&lt;br /&gt;Há disparates que não mais se fazem.&lt;br /&gt;(Ainda que haja outros que voltam a acontecer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tic-tac! Passam as horas e os dias.&lt;br /&gt;E há mudança e permanência.&lt;br /&gt;Há evolução e estagnação.&lt;br /&gt;Mas continuas bom , ó tempo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É bom viver-te, ó tempo!&lt;br /&gt;É bom sentir-te, ó tempo!&lt;br /&gt;É bom contar tudo o que se passa&lt;br /&gt;E esperar tudo o que há-de vir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-4210209486579272040?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4210209486579272040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=4210209486579272040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4210209486579272040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4210209486579272040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/04/o-tempo-oh-tempo-como-s-bom-deixas-ver.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-2082454453141949604</id><published>2007-03-25T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T13:13:51.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Junto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;às mágoas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dorme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o sonho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pela manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;virão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;os olhos acordar-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O resto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;invento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOMINGOS GALAMBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-2082454453141949604?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2082454453141949604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=2082454453141949604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/2082454453141949604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/2082454453141949604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/03/junto-s-mgoas-dorme-o-sonho-amanh-pela.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-906814024990331200</id><published>2007-03-23T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T12:27:16.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the (new) me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Voltei a mim e é assim que gosto de ser. Após um período inteiro muito emocional, ouvi as palavras certas no momento certo que fizeram renascer em mim o meu pragmatismo e a forma como encaro as situações. Voltei a ver a realidade tal como ela é e, mesmo que nada aconteça, agradeço as palavras (ainda que a pessoa que as proferiu não saiba do seu efeito em mim). Neste momento em que mais preciso da minha concentração (exames), não posso perder tempo a pensar e a agarrar-me a situações porque isso não me leva a lado nenhum. Pensar demais às vezes faz mal, na medida em que nos prende a algo. Sinto-me tão bem assim nesta minha (nova) postura e não quero abdicar disso. Espero que me compreendam porque no fundo é assim que eu sou. Não pretendo ser uma pessoa fria nas emoções, sobretudo porque amo os meus amigos, mas ser mais racional em certas coisas para que elas não me afectem tanto. Podem ver isto como escapa ou como defesa, mas preciso dela e gosto dela. Não me interpretem mal. Aquilo que mudou não se reflecte nos meus amigos. Para eles sou a mesma pessoa. Só me alterei para determinadas situações. E não estou a escrever isto aqui com a intenção de fazer um grande alarde disto. É apenas um desabafo meu. É um marcar no tempo das minhas atitudes e decisões. E agora que venha o futuro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-906814024990331200?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/906814024990331200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=906814024990331200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/906814024990331200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/906814024990331200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-3441971694552036154</id><published>2007-03-14T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:59:17.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/Rfhqgaln2MI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BOU9bzbCr3w/s1600-h/picture012.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041896887966750914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/Rfhqgaln2MI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BOU9bzbCr3w/s320/picture012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; meu herói e as minhas heroínas....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/RfhqU6ln2LI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KyuYII5v1FQ/s1600-h/DSCN0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041896690398255282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/RfhqU6ln2LI/AAAAAAAAAAk/KyuYII5v1FQ/s320/DSCN0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/RfhqBKln2KI/AAAAAAAAAAc/GEZiasrInBw/s1600-h/DSCN0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/Rfhppqln2JI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LtKcofI6Cbc/s1600-h/DSCN0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 anos é sempre uma data importante! E é com orgulho e muita satisfação que chego a esta data rodeada de pessoas tão belas como as que estão nestas fotos (falta aqui a dianita!). Quero agradecer-vos do fundo do coração a dedicação, o empenho, o carinho, as palavras, os gestos, as surpresas que tornaram a semana e a noite do meu aniversário tão especiais! Fiquei muito comovida e sensiblizada com tamanha demonstração de amizade, carinho e atenção para comigo! É bom saber que há pessoas que nos querem bem e gostam muito de nós e vêm em nós alguem especial, alguém em que podem confiar e com quem podem contar sempre! Pois é isto que fui, sou e quero ser sempre para vocês. Desejo com toda a força da minha alma que os laços que nos unem hoje se mantenham e fortaleçam cada vez mais e permaneçam no futuro. Porque na amizade verdadeira para sempre não é tempo demais...é tempo que a nossa amizade exige e os nossos corações reclamam! Para sempre é todo o tempo que quero continuar a compartilhar a minha vida convosco, a atravessar os bons e os maus momentos, a estar presente nas nossas vidas, a agraciar-vos com a minha alegria e, por vezes, a preocupar-vos com os meus problemas.  Quero tão somente partilhar o que sou convosco e dar-vos o meu melhor e receber de vós o tão gostoso cantinho no vosso coração lindo que transborda amizade e afecto; e tudo isto já é tanto! Não podia ter passado as 3 menos 20 em melhor companhia: junto daqueles que amo (vocês) e com os meus pais no pensamento! Obrigado pelos mimos, carinho, afecto e atenção! Vocês...simplesmente vocês...com a vossa criatividade e alegria...tornaram a minha noite especial e divertida e emocionante...e por isso são os meus heróis! Chorei de amizade por vocês...têm em mim a presença constante, o afago terno nos momentos difíceis, a gargalhada nos momentos de euforia, a confidente, a amiga de todas as horas.... Amo-vos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/29483909-3441971694552036154?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3441971694552036154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=3441971694552036154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/3441971694552036154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/3441971694552036154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/03/o-meu-heri-e-as-minhas-heronas.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_G8wAGNDZUUw/Rfhqgaln2MI/AAAAAAAAAAs/BOU9bzbCr3w/s72-c/picture012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-6654154749632198094</id><published>2007-02-25T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T10:07:56.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem partilha,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abre o coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;à felicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-6654154749632198094?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6654154749632198094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=6654154749632198094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/6654154749632198094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/6654154749632198094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/02/quem-partilha-abre-o-corao-felicidade.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-4298347204127512520</id><published>2007-02-16T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T08:40:55.021-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me afastada de toda a gente! Criei um mundo só meu e agora não consigo sair dele! Estou farte de fingir que está tudo bem, quando, às vezes, só me apetece desaparecer, fugir daqui, começar tudo de novo bem longe! Ás vezes apetece-me chorar, mas não consigo! Serei demasiado fria nas emoções? Mas no fundo tenho sentimentos e sim, também eu sou de carne e osso! Tenho medo que desapareça a Lúcia forte e emerja uma Lúcia depressiva, porque não é assim que eu sou! E recuso-me a ser assim! Ponho-me então a pensar que é uma fase, só pode ser! Deve ser porque tenho quase 18 anos! Queria fortificar os meus laços de amizade e que as pessoas saibam que podem contar comigo, que sou a mesma Lúcia de sempre, que continuo aqui! Confesso que me sinto um pouco perdida (odeio esta sensação!), não sei bem para onde me virar, mas também não quero chamar a atenção de ninguém. Tou tão farta de tudo! É verdade, não consegui aguentar e tive que vir desabafar ao meu cantinho (sim, porque eu também sou de carne e osso!).  Será isto tudo compreensível? Ás vezes penso que só posso estar a exagerar! Sinto-me bem a ler o meu livro... Dantes tinha sempre um sorriso mais fácil.. Sinto a falta desse teu sorriso que me contagia. Queria agarrar-me a ele para não mais o largar. Detesto esta fragilidade que me assola, mas não a consigo evitar. Mas também eu sou de carne e osso não é? Cheguei a pensar que não era, que idiota que eu fui! Mas mesmo não me dou por derrotada. Sou aquela míuda forte não sou? (Onde é que ela estará agora?) Cansa-me o teatro em que se tornou a minha vida. Foi tão bom ser genuína contigo Rita! Vou dar a volta a isto! Só queria desabafar. Por favor que ninguém pense que sou falsa, principalmente vocês (os meus amigos); adoro-vos do fundo do meu coração e isso não é teatro, tenham a certeza! Tenho saudades de mim... Daquela que eu fui e que quero de volta. O que é que eu estou para aqui a dizer? Pareço uma míuda que está metida numa daquelas depressões da adolescência. Fogo, não sou assim tão facilmente derrotada! Vou buscar-me e reencontrar-me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-4298347204127512520?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4298347204127512520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=4298347204127512520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4298347204127512520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4298347204127512520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-4361008995943245930</id><published>2007-02-09T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T10:54:16.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Who's gonna be there after the last angel has flown?&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/29483909-4361008995943245930?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4361008995943245930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=4361008995943245930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4361008995943245930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4361008995943245930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/02/whos-gonna-be-there-after-last-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-4332960834057617990</id><published>2007-02-07T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T08:47:53.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody knows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody knows the rhythem of my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The way I do when I'm lying in the dark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the world is asleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think nobody knows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody knows &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody knows but me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me...&lt;br /&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/29483909-4332960834057617990?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4332960834057617990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=4332960834057617990' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4332960834057617990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/4332960834057617990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/02/nobody-knows-nobody-knows-rhythem-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-117027069587913650</id><published>2007-01-31T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:11:35.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Obrigado por saberes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;cuidar&lt;/span&gt; de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Tratar&lt;/span&gt; de mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;olhar&lt;/span&gt; para mim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;escutar&lt;/span&gt; quem sou, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;e se ao menos tudo fosse igual a ti. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-117027069587913650?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/117027069587913650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=117027069587913650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/117027069587913650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/117027069587913650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/01/obrigado-por-saberes-cuidar-de-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-116940531627916313</id><published>2007-01-21T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T10:48:36.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEITICEIRA&lt;/strong&gt; - Luís Represas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que noite demorada&lt;br /&gt;Ou de que breve manhã&lt;br /&gt;Vieste tu, feiticeira&lt;br /&gt;De nuvens deslumbrada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que sonho feito mar&lt;br /&gt;Ou de que mar não sonhado&lt;br /&gt;Vieste tu, feiticeira&lt;br /&gt;Aninhar-te ao meu lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que fogo renascido&lt;br /&gt;Ou de que lume apagado&lt;br /&gt;Vieste tu, feiticeira&lt;br /&gt;Segredar-me ao ouvido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que fontes de que águas&lt;br /&gt;De que chão de que horizonte&lt;br /&gt;De que neves de que fráguas&lt;br /&gt;De que sedes de que montes&lt;br /&gt;De que norte de que lida&lt;br /&gt;De que desertos de morte&lt;br /&gt;Vieste tu feiticeira&lt;br /&gt;Inundar-me de vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-116940531627916313?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/116940531627916313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=116940531627916313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116940531627916313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116940531627916313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/01/feiticeira-lus-represas-de-que-noite.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-116862199344022063</id><published>2007-01-12T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T09:13:13.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6232/3142/1600/200359/voltas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6232/3142/320/635628/voltas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida dá voltas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-116862199344022063?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/116862199344022063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=116862199344022063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116862199344022063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116862199344022063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/01/vida-d-voltas.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-116784988778220845</id><published>2007-01-03T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T10:46:00.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ano novo! Vida nova!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"mais vale partir à descoberta de outra rua mesmo sem lanterna do que ficar à espera na mesma rua"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Encontrei esta frase e achei-a brilhante. E é disto mesmo que estou a precisar. . . lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-116784988778220845?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/116784988778220845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=116784988778220845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116784988778220845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116784988778220845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2007/01/ano-novo-vida-nova-mais-vale-partir.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-116489903762983460</id><published>2006-11-30T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T07:03:57.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6232/3142/1600/861350/flor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6232/3142/400/256977/flor.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Porque quem ama nunca sabe o que ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nem sabe porque ama, nem o que é amar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Amar é a eterna inocência,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E a única inocência é não pensar..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alberto Caeiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/29483909-116489903762983460?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/116489903762983460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=116489903762983460' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116489903762983460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116489903762983460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/11/porque-quem-ama-nunca-sabe-o-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-116404714181764958</id><published>2006-11-20T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T10:30:37.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6232/3142/1600/sem%20t??tulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6232/3142/320/sem%20t%3F%3Ftulo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Eu vou ser feliz &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quando beber a luz &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que apaga a noite em mim."&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/29483909-116404714181764958?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/116404714181764958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=116404714181764958' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116404714181764958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116404714181764958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/11/eu-vou-ser-feliz-quando-beber-luz-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-116370023374551710</id><published>2006-11-16T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T10:07:39.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dias cinzentos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ontem usei a máscara (mais uma vez!). Mas usei-a tão bem que ninguém deu por nada (mais uma vez!). Mal fiquei sozinha ela revelou-se e permaneceu em mim aquele sentimento já meu conhecido de frustração, de não conseguir aquilo que idealizava. Para ajudar estava um daqueles dias cinzentos, de soturnidade e melancolia, que parece que obrigam o nosso pensamento a soltar-se das amarras da realidade e a divagar, indo de encontro ao sonho. Realmente não há dias como os de sol! Nesses dias parece que a vida nos sorri e tudo nos corre bem. Oh sol como nos fazes falta! E tudo isto porque idealizei algo que não aconteceu e acho que tão cedo também não vai acontecer. E fico sempre assim quando isso acontece. É próprio do ser humano. Ia na rua e ia a pensar com às vezes me apetece largar tudo e fazer o que não é suposto, não ligar à ordem e ir de encontro ao que quero! É que vivemos sempre condicionados pelo que temos que fazer e acabamos por não fazer aquilo que realmente nos apetece fazer. E depois parece que o destino se ocupa de nos lançar uns quantos obstáculos que nos impedem de fazer o que queremos mesmo. Ou será então um aviso de Deus para não nos desviarmos do nosso caminho? Ai se eu não tivesse objectivos na vida!... Se bem que eu concordo em ter objectivos na vida, sinto que às vezes eles me roubam tempo de vida... mas tenho a certeza de que mais tarde serei recompensada. E tudo isto porque queria estar contigo, mas parece que ao mesmo tempo que nos juntam, nos afastam. Serei eu egoísta? Sinceramente, espero pelo dia de sol que me trará boas novas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-116370023374551710?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/116370023374551710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=116370023374551710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116370023374551710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116370023374551710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/11/dias-cinzentos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-116369897927054062</id><published>2006-11-16T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T09:42:59.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bate, bate coração...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6232/3142/1600/coracao[1].2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6232/3142/320/coracao%5B1%5D.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;podes até fazer-me mal, mas és o meu vício&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/29483909-116369897927054062?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/116369897927054062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=116369897927054062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116369897927054062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116369897927054062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/11/bate-bate-corao.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-116336028354022071</id><published>2006-11-12T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T11:38:03.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6232/3142/1600/maos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6232/3142/320/maos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all I can ask is one moment&lt;br /&gt;Please stay here and don't go&lt;br /&gt;If all I can feel is one moment&lt;br /&gt;Please stay here and don't go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is endless&lt;br /&gt;But for me it has gone&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's happiness&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you'll ever come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescue me&lt;br /&gt;from this world of madness&lt;br /&gt;Save me&lt;br /&gt;and protect me beneath your wing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;Have you gone already?&lt;br /&gt;Please come and get me&lt;br /&gt;The world is too hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come with me&lt;br /&gt;Let's live the world as we deserve&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand and join me&lt;br /&gt;Let's live and be alive &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-116336028354022071?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/116336028354022071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=116336028354022071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116336028354022071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116336028354022071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-all-i-can-ask-is-one-moment-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-116180029784864305</id><published>2006-10-25T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T11:18:17.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sonho/realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Penso em ti a tocares-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Penso em ti a beijares-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lembro em ti a cor dos teus olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lembro em ti a forma dos teus lábios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas tudo é sonho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vivo a sonhar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O que foi real não o é agora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Antes eras presente, agora foste embora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O que é real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sei-o e não o sei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sinto-o, mas não o vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, ânsia de ti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pena de mim? Não!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tristeza talvez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas sou mais forte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Sou mais forte que tu.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-116180029784864305?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/116180029784864305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=116180029784864305' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116180029784864305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116180029784864305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/10/sonhorealidade-penso-em-ti-tocares-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-116006752657241107</id><published>2006-10-05T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T09:58:46.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E de repente, sem esperares por isso, acontece.&lt;br /&gt;4ever em alta.... lex lex lex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: será que é desta que te foste embora de mim? Não totalmente, eu sei, mas pelo menos mais um bocadinho... Mas e se voltares?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-116006752657241107?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/116006752657241107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=116006752657241107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116006752657241107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/116006752657241107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/10/e-de-repente-sem-esperares-por-isso.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-115817508877656840</id><published>2006-09-13T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:18:09.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parabéns manito!!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6232/3142/1600/IMG_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6232/3142/320/IMG_0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Hoje o meu melhor amigo faz anos. Espero que estes teus 17 anos sejam inesquecíveis, fantásticos, que te divirtas e que partilhes muitos momentos com a manita mais velha. Acima de tudo quero que sejas muito feliz e que a vida te sorria sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Nunca é demais recordar todos os momentos que passámos juntos, todas as alegrias e todas as tristezas, todos os momentos que estivémos no auge e todos os momentos que estivémos no chão, porque em todos esses momentos estivémos juntos, um ao lado do outro, unha com carne, como irmãos que somos. Não imagino falar da minha vida sem pronunciar o teu nome vezes sem conta, porque as nossas vidas são cúmplices, porque somos amigos, porque um olhar diz tudo, um sorriso, um gesto, uma palavra bastam para nos reconhecermos. Eu prezo a tua amizade pela presença constante e sei que me vai custar imenso quando já não estiveres sentado na mesma sala em que eu, quando de repente já não puder ver o teu sorriso provocador que, embora eu diga que me xateia, faz-me um bem precioso à alma. Adoro poder ajudar-te e adoro que me tentes proteger de quem me possa fazer mal. Adoro quando nos rimos à gargalhada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Fomos crescendo e fomos mudando e, desta maneira, aceitamo-nos tal qual como somos. És único e especial para mim. És um marco na minha vida desde os meus seis anos e espero que continues a sê-lo para sempre. Espero nunca perder-te, por isso só uma coisa te peço neste dia tão especial: nunca te esqueças de mim porque nunca me vou esquecer de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Amo-te manito :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-115817508877656840?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115817508877656840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=115817508877656840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115817508877656840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115817508877656840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/09/parabns-manito-hoje-o-meu-melhor-amigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-115676285864519767</id><published>2006-08-28T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T04:00:58.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Strength over time is power."&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/29483909-115676285864519767?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115676285864519767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=115676285864519767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115676285864519767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115676285864519767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/08/strength-over-time-is-power.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-115463095312055539</id><published>2006-08-03T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T11:50:17.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afinal...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sei de ti novamente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-115463095312055539?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115463095312055539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=115463095312055539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115463095312055539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115463095312055539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/08/afinal.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-115401428549070733</id><published>2006-07-27T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T08:33:09.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6232/3142/320/canne-al-vento%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passagem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O êxtase do ar e a palavra do vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Povoaram de ti meu pensamento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen&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/29483909-115401428549070733?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115401428549070733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=115401428549070733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115401428549070733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115401428549070733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/07/passagem-o-xtase-do-ar-e-palavra-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-115315257202093488</id><published>2006-07-17T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T09:12:03.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Amizade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acima de tudo, na vida, temos necessidade de alguém que nos obrigue a realizar aquilo de que somos capazes. É este o papel da amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(Emerson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O amor, no seu conjunto, não se reduz à emoção nem ao sentimento, que não são senão alguns dos seus componentes. Um elemento mais profundo, e de longe o mais essencial de todos, é a vontade, que tem o papel de modelar o amor no homem. Na amizade - ao contrário do que sucede na simpatia - a participação da vontade é decisiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Karol Wojtyla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ouve o conselho de quem muito sabe; sobretudo, porém, ouve o conselho de quem muito te estima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(A. Graf )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os amigos verdadeiros são aqueles que vêm compartilhar a nossa felicidade quando os chamamos, e a nossa desgraça sem serem chamados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(Demetrio de Falera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A única maneira de ter um amigo é ser um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(Ralph Waldo Emerson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A escolha destas frases é dedicada &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aos meus grandes amigos.&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/29483909-115315257202093488?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115315257202093488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=115315257202093488' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115315257202093488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115315257202093488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/07/amizade.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-115315160357294723</id><published>2006-07-17T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T08:53:23.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Porquê?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que as coisas às vezes são tão complicadas? Porque é que existem empecilhos que não nos deixam xegar lá, que nos afastam do que pretendemos? Há um misto de revolta e de egoísmo em mim. Eu sei que existem prioridades, e sou eu própria a primeira a defendê-las, mas porque é que não podemos conciliar as prioridades com o resto? Sinto-me infantil e estúpida por me agarrar. Eu sou forte. Todos me conhecem assim e é assim que verdadeiramente sou. Mas parece existir uma força superior a mim que deixa os dias escaparem-se-me por entre os dedos. E eu não digo nada. Não há nada a dizer. E é mesmo assim. Valores mais altos se levantam e eu compreendo-os. Mas é tão difícil aceitar! Merda... Às vezes detesto o verão por isto. Ponho-me logo com filosofias de merda por coisas sem jeito nenhum. Mas é que é tão difícil não sentir. E tento logo lembrar-me a mim mesma da minha imagem de marca. A verdade é que também sou de carne e osso. Olhem, não façam caso deste post... Foi só um desabafo! Eu estou bem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-115315160357294723?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115315160357294723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=115315160357294723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115315160357294723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115315160357294723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/07/porqu-porque-que-as-coisas-s-vezes-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-115298796369330621</id><published>2006-07-15T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T11:29:20.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6232/3142/1600/a%20deusa%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6232/3142/320/a%20deusa%21%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;This is me...!&lt;/span&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/29483909-115298796369330621?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115298796369330621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=115298796369330621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115298796369330621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115298796369330621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-115298772286048109</id><published>2006-07-15T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T11:22:02.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm back...! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-115298772286048109?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115298772286048109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=115298772286048109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115298772286048109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115298772286048109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-115031007932484293</id><published>2006-06-14T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T11:42:37.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia de ontem........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Se há dias que se podem dizer memoráveis ontem foi sem dúvida um desses dias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tudo começou na aula de geografia com uma alta discussão entre o meu manito pedro (love you!) e umas colegas da nossa turma. Uma tremenda trapalhada e quem ficou a perder foi o meu querido manito, mas as más acções ficam com quem as praticam e elas um dia vão perceber que um trabalho não se faz à custa dos outros e que é feio agir pelas costas. E o meu manito vai ter que ter mais calma mas eu vou cá tar sempre para o ajudar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Passando à frente e não falando mais deste assunto, passamos para a cena do café. Estávamos eu e a di muito descontraídas no café, quando chega uma mulher para falar com um homem que lá estava com muito mau aspecto a acusá-lo de a ter roubado e que ia chamar a polícia no dia seguinte. Foi um pequeno escarcel digno de uma boa risada por nós as duas, mas de preocupação para o dono do café e que dá também para reflectirmos sobre as pessoas deste país. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mais tarde eu, a di e o pedro (o meu manito) fomos à Inês de Castro buscar a Ninha. Não foi muito positiva a ida a essa escola onde passei 5 longos anos da minha vida. Não, que não sinta saudades desse tempo, mas já não me identifico com aquele edifício (acho que isso é normal!). Aquela escola só faz sentido agora se eu pudesse recuar no tempo ou se fôssemos lá, eu e o pessoal do meu 9ºano todos juntos, e recordássemos todos os grandes momentos que lá passamos e vivemos juntos. Tenho saudades da minha ex-turma e das aulas barulhentas (agora a minha turma é mais parada), apesar de tudo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ah esqueci-me de referir que quando o pedro me arrastou no autocarro para eu sair na paragem da escola, pisei-o e a sapatilha dele caiu e quase que ia ficando no bus se ele não a tivesse tirado à pressa. Foi hilário!! Eu e a di rimo-nos bué! Acho que foi o momento alto do dia. Também só podia ter sido com o pedro, essa grande personagem que eu adoro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o dia também foi bom....tive com o pedro e a rita.....&lt;strong&gt;Love you...&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/29483909-115031007932484293?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115031007932484293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=115031007932484293' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115031007932484293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115031007932484293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/06/dia-de-ontem.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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-29483909.post-115004821267614627</id><published>2006-06-11T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T10:50:12.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Momento de «inspiração»&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No silêncio da casa,&lt;br /&gt;com a música de fundo,&lt;br /&gt;a memória divaga&lt;br /&gt;e confunde-se com a imaginação.&lt;br /&gt;Passa a mão pelo cabelo.&lt;br /&gt;Adora aquele penteado.&lt;br /&gt;E visualiza a sua presença.&lt;br /&gt;A música bate ao ritmo&lt;br /&gt;alucinante dos toques do coração.&lt;br /&gt;A inspiração escorre&lt;br /&gt;e morre no papel.&lt;br /&gt;Serão estes os melhores&lt;br /&gt;momentos para se escrever?&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente porque não têm&lt;br /&gt;sentido, assim como não o têm&lt;br /&gt;as palavras que se atropelam,&lt;br /&gt;umas às outras, no caderno de linhas.&lt;br /&gt;São momentos assim que dão que pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Será a escrita um talento seu?&lt;br /&gt;Mas aquela presença volta à memória.&lt;br /&gt;Desviou-se do tema.&lt;br /&gt;Não. É impossível desviar-se do que somos.&lt;br /&gt;O autor confunde-se com a personagem.&lt;br /&gt;E a música já é outra: rap desta vez.&lt;br /&gt;Demorou-se a escolher as palavras.&lt;br /&gt;A presença já passou pela cabeça de novo.&lt;br /&gt;A música mudou.&lt;br /&gt;O cabelo está à frente dos olhos.&lt;br /&gt;O pulso obedece ao cérebro e escreve.&lt;br /&gt;A página está quase no fim.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não sabe o título,&lt;br /&gt;tão pouco o nome do conjunto de palavras,&lt;br /&gt;frases, ideias, sentimentos que expressa.&lt;br /&gt;A música agora é romântica.&lt;br /&gt;A presença volta.&lt;br /&gt;Vida complexa esta!&lt;br /&gt;A mão esquerda segura o cabelo.&lt;br /&gt;Adora mesmo este penteado.&lt;br /&gt;Foi interrompida.&lt;br /&gt;Já não está sozinha.&lt;br /&gt;A inspiração tem que fazer um intervalo.&lt;br /&gt;Ela não gosta de companhia quando se manifesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;escrito em 14/09/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-115004821267614627?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115004821267614627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=115004821267614627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115004821267614627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115004821267614627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/06/momento-de-inspirao-no-silncio-da-casa.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-115004685884214831</id><published>2006-06-11T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T10:27:38.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Fim de semana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso e devo dizer que este fim de semana foi fixe, porque tive com pessoas que gosto muito, ou seja, a famelga, em especial a minha tia e madrinha Bela e o meu tio Fausto. Tirando a família mais próxima (pais e avós) eles são os familiares mais próximos e mais importantes. E porquê? Não que eu desgoste dos outros, mas como os vejo mais vezes e também pelas boas pessoas que são, são aqueles que mais me admiram pelo que sou, que têm orgulho em mim e que me sempre força para ir em frente. Em suma, tenho a agradecer-lhes as muitas palavras carinhosas de incentivo e a atenção que me dão. &lt;strong&gt;Love you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-115004685884214831?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/115004685884214831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=115004685884214831' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115004685884214831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/115004685884214831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/06/fim-de-semana.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29483909.post-114987596765968782</id><published>2006-06-09T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T10:59:27.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Owa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sou nova nestas andanças mas há muito tempo k kero criar um blog. Tou com muitas expectativas em relação a este blog, muito positivas (é claro!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dia de hoje...cansativo para não variar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why picture of my own? you'll know me better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29483909-114987596765968782?l=pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/feeds/114987596765968782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29483909&amp;postID=114987596765968782' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/114987596765968782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29483909/posts/default/114987596765968782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pictureofmysoul.blogspot.com/2006/06/owa-sou-nova-nestas-andanas-mas-h.html' title=''/><author><name>Lucy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16157862635898268717</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></feed>
