<?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-1646161063281974449</id><updated>2011-11-13T21:10:46.108-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide &amp; Seek</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-9212628562914616612</id><published>2011-04-28T02:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T02:56:39.024-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;É loucura como eu tenho me sentido? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Seu rosto em meu pensamento 24 horas por dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sabe sentia falta dessa emoção de estar assim por alguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Só que preferia estar por alguém que também estivesse assim por mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dança comigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quando você chega perto eu sinto uma sensação &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Acho que é assim que os pássaros se sentem quando estão voando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Um sorriso seu e eu perco a fala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Um abraço seu e meu corpo vibra por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Me falta o ar.. Me falta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Também foi supreendente pra mim como tudo começou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Um sorriso seu e eu me derreti todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Não precisou uma palavra sua.. Só um sorriso.. O sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Olhando o infinito do mar, avistei você..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Sorrindo veio em minha direção, segurou-me pela mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;E me levou..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Sei que compliquei as coisas, não foi minha intenção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sei que não se pode mudar alguém.. Não vou pressionar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Deixarei você ser feliz.. Tentarei seguir feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Talvez seje melhor assim.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lembra que prometemos nunca sair da vida um do outro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Você foi a melhor coisa que me aconteceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E talvez por isso eu tenha que preservá-lo.. Conservá-lo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Talvez eu queira manter meu coração seguro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Longe do risco de ser quebrado mais uma vez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ou talvez esteje traumatizado.. Talvez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O meu coração diz que sim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ele te sente.. Ele te ouve.. Ele sorri quando você está por perto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Talvez eu seje mais um.. Talvez eu seje o único.. Talvez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O que você me diz? Diz alguma coisa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Você vem comigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&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/1646161063281974449-9212628562914616612?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/9212628562914616612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=9212628562914616612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/9212628562914616612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/9212628562914616612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2011/04/maybe.html' title='Maybe...'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-5509258782107245535</id><published>2011-04-02T15:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:55:34.393-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Você vem comigo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fechar os olhos, e correr atrás do que você acredita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenho tudo que preciso? Amo tudo que tenho?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Digo coisas sem sentido, esperando que alguém entenda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenho esses sonhos loucos, que minha vida é uma bagunça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eles só param quando eu pego no sono.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drama? Tenho o suficiente para uma vida inteira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sonhos? Vários.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paixão? Pela vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certeza? De que a noite vai ser maravilhosa.&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;div&gt;Você vem comigo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646161063281974449-5509258782107245535?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5509258782107245535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=5509258782107245535' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/5509258782107245535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/5509258782107245535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2011/04/voce-vem-comigo.html' title='Você vem comigo?'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-7383692877192910930</id><published>2011-03-20T13:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T13:55:39.163-03:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relacionamentos complicados, como lidar com eles?&lt;br /&gt;Acho que se eu soubesse a resposta, definitivamente não estaria escrevendo esse post,&lt;br /&gt;estaria curtindo a graça de ter um relacionamento fácil, e sem drama.&lt;br /&gt;Mais qual seria a graça de estar em relacionamento fácil e sem drama?&lt;br /&gt;Embora meu relacionamento seje um pouco díficil e com um pouco de drama, não quero&lt;br /&gt;abrir mão dele mais uma vez, dessa vez eu estou dentro pro que der e vier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto as diferenças, nunca encontraremos uma pessoa 100% igual a nós, teremos sempre&lt;br /&gt;que lidar com as diferenças de personalidade, porém temos que conviver com elas, e não&lt;br /&gt;tentar mudar a pessoa, eu não posso amar uma pessoa e querer que ela mude quem ela é,&lt;br /&gt;se quero mudá-la, então não a amo o sufuciente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante muito tempo busquei a maturidade, e acho que finalmente posso dizer que eu&lt;br /&gt;amadureci, e estou disposto a aceitar as diferenças, se você fizer o mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você vem comigo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646161063281974449-7383692877192910930?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7383692877192910930/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=7383692877192910930' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/7383692877192910930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/7383692877192910930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2011/03/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-2856982298912771128</id><published>2011-02-13T13:47:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T13:50:40.914-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;É tanta coisa que você pode aprender em um lugar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O que mais espero, mais o tempo que perco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu não tenho muito tempo a perder, é hora de fazer o meu caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Não estou com medo que eu vou enfrentar, mas eu tenho medo de ficar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu vou na minha própria jornada e eu posso fazer isso sozinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vou trabalhar e eu vou lutar até eu encontrar um lugar de minha própria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Você está pronto para pular?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Prepare-se para pular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Não olhe para trás, baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sim, eu estou pronto para pular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Apenas pegue minhas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Prepare-se para pular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nós aprendemos a nossa lição desde o começo, minhas irmãs e eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A única coisa que você pode depender é sua família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E a vida vai deixá-lo para baixo como os galhos de uma árvore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; height: 32px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A balança e balança e se dobra até que ela o faz ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Você está pronto para pular?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Prepare-se para pular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Não olhe para trás, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sim, eu estou pronto para pular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Apenas pegue minhas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Prepare-se para, você está pronto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;É tanta coisa que você pode aprender em um lugar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O que mais você espera, mais o tempo que você desperdiça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Vou trabalhar e eu vou lutar até eu encontrar um lugar de minha própria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A balança e balança e dobra até que você faça seu próprio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Eu posso fazer sozinha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Minhas irmãs e eu repito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Você está pronto para pular?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Prepare-se para pular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Não olhe para trás, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sim, eu estou pronto para pular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Apenas pegue minhas mãos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Prepare-se para, você está pronto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; margin-bottom: 3px; color: rgb(104, 104, 104); "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646161063281974449-2856982298912771128?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2856982298912771128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=2856982298912771128' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/2856982298912771128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/2856982298912771128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2011/02/jump.html' title='Jump'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-5052906075462576667</id><published>2011-01-29T21:04:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T21:45:23.194-02:00</updated><title type='text'>1 ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Esses dias tem sidos dolorosos, não estou conseguindo mais disfarçar As coisas não eram pra ser assim, mas eu estraguei tudo Você faz tanta falta, tanta que a dor é insuportável Não estou consiguindo seguir, estou preso aqui, estou afundando Quero minha alegria de volta Como faz? Não posso viver esperando que você me perdoe O que fazer? Eu te amo, e você sabe disso Se o telefone não tocou, não é culpa sua Entendo Mas porque não consigo sair dessa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Durante muito tempo evitei relacionamentos, e quando finalmente me entreguei... Fiz o que fiz, e me arrependo todos os dias Insensível, imaturo, egoísta... Será que meu sol volta a brilhar algum dia? Será que meu sorriso será verdadeiro novamente?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Boa noite.&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/1646161063281974449-5052906075462576667?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5052906075462576667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=5052906075462576667' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/5052906075462576667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/5052906075462576667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2011/01/1-ano.html' title='1 ano'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-5010695045398158998</id><published>2010-10-30T18:22:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T18:54:55.601-02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Todos os dias convivo com o arrependimento. Sei que desculpas não são suficientes para reparar o que eu fiz, não posso simplesmente te dizer palavras bonitas e esperar que você me perdôe, mas te digo do fundo do meu coração que eu sinto tanto a sua falta, todos os dias lembro de tudo que vivemos juntos, e começo a sorrir sozinho. Eu tinha você ao meu lado, disposto a enfrentar tudo para sermos felizes, e perdi. Queria muito poder ter a chance de recuperar, e novamente ser parte da sua vida. Eu Te Amo, e sempre vou te amar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O melhor do mundo pra você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&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/1646161063281974449-5010695045398158998?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5010695045398158998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=5010695045398158998' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/5010695045398158998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/5010695045398158998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-6450878890219239640</id><published>2010-08-29T14:38:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:18:42.207-03:00</updated><title type='text'>fray and crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;As loucuras de ontem, me fazem querer viver hoje Eu tenho medo de ficar parado, enquanto todos estão em constante movimento Não sou muito de falar dos meus medos Mas esse é um dos mais fortes Vivo em constante loucura Tenho medo de ser normal, tenho medo de ser igual Hoje eu me permito gritar quando tenho vontade, tenho medo de querer e não poder Mas eu não posso deixar... Vocês não vão me controlar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tenho medo de desaparecer De perder minha voz O que seria de mim sem voz? Sem poder gritar... Sem poder xingar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Vivo nessa loucura, amo essa loucura, tenho medo de deixar de ser louco Essa loucura me leva a lugares que muitos gostariam de ir, mas não possuem coragem Um mundo onde os problemas não existem Onde a dor não tem lugar Onde só existe felicidade e paz Há quem diga que só se escodem nesse lugar os covardes Pois ao invés de enfrentarem os problemas preferem fugir deles Mas eu digo que às vezes não se pode enfrentá-los, apenas esperar que eles desapareçam A guerra pode ser cansativa e pessoas inocentes acabam se tornando vítimas de nossa raiva Tenho medo de me tornar o vilão Eles agem como seu eu fosse Um dia verão que eu posso ter sido o vilão, mas às vezes até o pior vilão se junta a causa nobre E as coisas entram no eixo Podem demorar um pouco, mas sempre se acertam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p   style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; font-size:13px;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;" Eu segurei minhas lágrimas, pois não queria demonstrar a emoção&lt;br /&gt;Já que estava ali só pra observar e aprender um pouco mais sobre a percepção&lt;br /&gt;Eles dizem que é impossível encontrar o amor sem perder a razão&lt;br /&gt;Mas pra quem tem pensamento forte o impossível é só questão de opinião &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline !important; font-size:13px;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 16px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p   style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline !important; font-size:13px;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;E disso os loucos sabem"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646161063281974449-6450878890219239640?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6450878890219239640/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=6450878890219239640' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/6450878890219239640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/6450878890219239640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2010/08/fray-and-crazy.html' title='fray and crazy'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-3495107072372526975</id><published>2010-08-12T20:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:15:30.022-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a vibe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Decepcionado mais uma vez, mas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Acordado às 6 da manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A vibe está o máximo... A noite ontem foi perfeita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Digo que sim... Sim, vou ficar doidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Sim, vamos curtir.. Sim.. Sim.. Siimmm.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Pra onde? Pra onde a onda nos levaar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A adrenalina chama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Todos curtindo o som, todos sentindo a vibe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Essa é a minha vibe.. Essa é a nossa vibe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Você se foi.. Mas eu tenho a vibe otário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Meu mundo estremeceu, mas quem caiu foi você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Vamos flutuar, surfar, caminhar, nadar, deitar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Essa é a minha vibe.. Essa é a nossa vibe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646161063281974449-3495107072372526975?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3495107072372526975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=3495107072372526975' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/3495107072372526975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/3495107072372526975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2010/08/vibe.html' title='a vibe'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-7769113957476289884</id><published>2010-06-26T01:12:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T21:02:31.067-02:00</updated><title type='text'>w.t</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Perfeito pode ser um sorriso; pode ser viajar, ou ficar em casa; perfeito pode ser um momento, ou uma vida inteira; pode ser um beijo, um amor de muitos anos; perfeito sempre é o que não é esperado, ou o que é muito esperado; é o que você vê, ou o que não vê; perfeito pode ser ensaiado, ou improvisado, pode ser o doce ou pode ser salgado; perfeito pode ser uma palavra, ou um número; perfeito é tudo aquilo que nos faz bem e que sem saber porque a gente reconhece na hora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Porque perfeito é estar curtindo com você!&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/1646161063281974449-7769113957476289884?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7769113957476289884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=7769113957476289884' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/7769113957476289884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/7769113957476289884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-g_26.html' title='w.t'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-3145941526656095797</id><published>2010-06-11T00:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T00:37:14.584-03:00</updated><title type='text'>4 meses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não vou negar que eu te amo, eu te amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Não posso ignorar nossos momentos, foram perfeitos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Tenho tentado entender o que se passa comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Deixo bem claro que nunca duvidei do que você sente por mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Foi mágico, e sempre será.. nas lembranças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Você foi um presente maravilhoso de Deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Aprendi e amadureci ao seu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Aprendi a ser adulto, aprendi o que é amor de verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ao seu lado, não precisava fechar os olhos para sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Você era meu sonho, mas o sonho acabou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Hora de voltar pro mundo real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Obrigado por me fazer feliz, obrigado por ter sido você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;4 meses.. maravilhosos meses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Vai estar sempre no meu coração, aonde quer que eu vá..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"O melhor do mundo pra você!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1646161063281974449-3145941526656095797?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3145941526656095797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=3145941526656095797' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/3145941526656095797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/3145941526656095797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2010/06/4-meses.html' title='4 meses'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-3382955896030621211</id><published>2010-05-08T00:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:32:15.634-03:00</updated><title type='text'>eu não sei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tenho sentido muitas coisas ultimamente Tenho tido sonhos que nunca havia sonhado Vivido momentos que nunca imaginaria viver Intimidade? É uma droga! (risos) Não trocaria por nada Minhas perguntas? Deixo pra depois Depois quando? Eu não sei Posso eu viver sem as respostas? Seu sorriso? Minha alegria Meu medo? Tenho muitos Minha certeza? Eu te amo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646161063281974449-3382955896030621211?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3382955896030621211/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=3382955896030621211' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/3382955896030621211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/3382955896030621211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2010/05/eu-nao-sei.html' title='eu não sei'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-2176411006716420381</id><published>2010-03-04T20:26:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T19:39:43.903-03:00</updated><title type='text'>pode me chamar de gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Pode  me chamar de gay, não está me ofendendo. Pode me chamar de gay, é um elogio. Ser  gay me favorece, me amplia, me liberta dos condicionamentos. Não é um  julgamento, é uma referência. Pode me chamar de gay, não me sinto desaforado,  não me sinto incomodado, não me sinto diminuído, não me sinto constrangido. Pode  me chamar de gay, está dizendo que sou inteligente. Está dizendo que converso  com ênfase. Está dizendo que sou sensível. Pode me chamar de gay. Está dizendo  que me preocupo com os detalhes. Está dizendo que dou água para as samambaias.  Está dizendo que me preocupo com a vaidade. Está dizendo que me preocupo com a  verdade. Pode me chamar de gay. Está dizendo que guardo segredo. Está dizendo  que me importo com as palavras que não foram ditas. Está dizendo que tenho senso  de humor. Está dizendo que sou carente pelo futuro. Está dizendo que sei  escolher as roupas. Pode me chamar de gay. Está dizendo que cuido do corpo,  afino as cordas dos traços. Está dizendo que falo sobre sexo sem vergonha. Está  dizendo que danço levantando os braços. Pode me chamar de gay. Está dizendo que  choro sem o consolo dos lenços. Está dizendo que meus pesadelos passaram na  infância. Está dizendo que dobro toalha de mesa como se fosse um pijama de seda.  Pode me chamar de gay. Está dizendo que sou aberto e me livrei dos preconceitos.  Está dizendo que posso andar de mãos dadas com os anéis. Está dizendo que  assisto a um filme para me organizar no escuro. Pode me chamar de gay. Está  dizendo que reinventei minha sexualidade, reinventei meus princípios, reinventei  meu rosto de noite. Pode me chamar de gay. Está dizendo que não morri no ventre,  na cor da íris, no castanho dos cílios. Pode me chamar de gay. Está dizendo que  sou o melhor amigo da mulher, que aceno ao máximo no aeroporto, que chamo o táxi  com grito. Pode me chamar de gay. Está dizendo que me importo com o sofrimento  do outro, com a rejeição, com o medo do isolamento. Está dizendo que não tolero  a omissão, a inveja, o rancor.Pode me chamar de gay. Está dizendo que vou  esperar sua primeira garfada antes de comer. Está dizendo que não palito os  dentes. Está dizendo que desabafo os sentimentos diante de um copo de vinho.  Pode me chamar de gay. Está dizendo que sou generoso com as perdas, que não  economizo elogios, que coleciono sapatos. Pode me chamar de gay. Está dizendo  que sou educado, que sou espontâneo, que estou vivo para não me reprimir na hora  de escrever. Pode me chamar de gay. Que seja bem alto. A fragilidade do vidro  nasce da força e do ímpeto do fogo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/1646161063281974449-2176411006716420381?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2176411006716420381/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=2176411006716420381' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/2176411006716420381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/2176411006716420381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2010/03/pode-me-chamar-de-gay.html' title='pode me chamar de gay'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-99494322378573076</id><published>2010-01-31T17:07:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:11:01.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'>good good night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aparentemente seria mais um fim de semana, um qualquer&lt;br /&gt;Bastou um telefonema pra mudar minhas expectativas&lt;br /&gt;Uma noitada na boate? Adoro&lt;br /&gt;Ao amanhecer o dia, os preparativos pra mais a noite&lt;br /&gt;Shopping o nº 1 na minha lista de preparativos&lt;br /&gt;Enconto vocês às 23hs então&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo me fez sentir que essa seria uma noite especial&lt;br /&gt;Uma corrida de táxi depois, e estávamos na porta&lt;br /&gt;Fila? Não meu bem, somos vip's&lt;br /&gt;E lá dentro pessoas maravilhosas, dançávamos insaciavelmente&lt;br /&gt;Umas bebidas? Sim, obrigado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meio de uma dança, você sorriu, eu sorri, e nossos olhares se encontraram&lt;br /&gt;Ali no meio da magnífica pista, sob as luzes&lt;br /&gt;E a cada troca de olhares, me interessava mais por você&lt;br /&gt;A cada toque, eu sentia... sentia... não sei explicar&lt;br /&gt;E quando havia me dado conta, estávamos eu e você a dançar&lt;br /&gt;Dançando como se não houvesse mais ninguém em volta&lt;br /&gt;Nossos corpos foram se aproximando... fiquei ofegante&lt;br /&gt;E então nos beijamos, e... beijamos... dançamos... beijamos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E então, num piscar de olhos, a noite acabou&lt;br /&gt;Você estava indo... E eu ficando&lt;br /&gt;E tudo que me restou foi a sensação de uma noite especial&lt;br /&gt;Não sei ao certo, se ainda vamos nos encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Mas queria te agradecer, por ter feito da minha noite, uma noite espetacular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I gotta feelin'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  That tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  That tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646161063281974449-99494322378573076?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/99494322378573076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=99494322378573076' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/99494322378573076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/99494322378573076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-good-night-r.html' title='good good night'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-1238582813665398798</id><published>2009-11-08T17:51:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:14:50.139-02:00</updated><title type='text'>sua presença</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/Svc0wEL1VEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/N8BEGcJlS2I/s1600-h/medo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/Svc0wEL1VEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/N8BEGcJlS2I/s320/medo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401844278415938626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/Svc0NXFG-mI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8qUF7UvyUus/s1600-h/medo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O medo me deixou acordado noite dessas O teto iluminado pela tv ligada estava a me encarar A casa estava a me assustar Os cômodos vazios estavam arrepiantes De repente o vazio tomou conta  E após a tv ser desligada o silêncio me sufocava A angústia estava a me tirar do sério Estava encolhido como um feto, indefeso como tal Nada parecia ser normal Sentia coisas acontecerem dentro de mim Não conseguia controlar Implorava para o sono chegar De repente sinto essa presença ao meu redor E as coisas vão ficando loucas O medo aumentava ao mesmo tempo que a emoção Era ele, que a tanto tempo se fora Eu estava a ter essa coisa meio sobrenatural Estava morrendo de medo Mas estava com saudades Era como estivesse a me proteger Como se nunca tivesse ido Senti por alguns minutos Até que lentamente meus olhos foram se fechando O sono havia chegado Ao acordar, meu irmão diz que havia sonhado com ele, o vovô.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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/1646161063281974449-1238582813665398798?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1238582813665398798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=1238582813665398798' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/1238582813665398798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/1238582813665398798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2009/11/sua-presenca.html' title='sua presença'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/Svc0wEL1VEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/N8BEGcJlS2I/s72-c/medo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-2344254585457347234</id><published>2009-08-22T11:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:09:21.718-03:00</updated><title type='text'>expectativas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="344" height="272" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f7b12eb46bff74bb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df7b12eb46bff74bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452148%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA8604A7EF38E5AB119429194E9D72B6DB9F0097.7F71C33D97B3C2ED620D97FBFC09C549E49D703E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df7b12eb46bff74bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHH5qSDMr9b3SVOwxErQaIVhB1SE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sempre achamos que seremos grandes... E sentimos traídos quando as nossas expectativas não se cumprem. Mas de vez em quando as nossas expectativas são menores. De vez em quando, o esperado, simplesmente acaba em... comparação com o não esperado. Você tem que imaginar porque temos essas expectativas. Porque o esperado é o que nos mantêm firmes. Imóveis... O esperado é apenas o começo. O não esperado... é o que muda nossas vidas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1646161063281974449-2344254585457347234?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f7b12eb46bff74bb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2344254585457347234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=2344254585457347234' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/2344254585457347234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/2344254585457347234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/expectativas.html' title='expectativas'/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646161063281974449.post-7988353087744272162</id><published>2009-08-08T20:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:09:42.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-56442d6aa46680bc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D56442d6aa46680bc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452148%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D829491FCBA55CD0D19B2558D5C001323F640A9E4.6566DB2EDEF07E893C8E7A6F34F0432499D9A119%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D56442d6aa46680bc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIptpiS6BshR-T724Ft31Hos_s0M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D56442d6aa46680bc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331452148%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D829491FCBA55CD0D19B2558D5C001323F640A9E4.6566DB2EDEF07E893C8E7A6F34F0432499D9A119%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D56442d6aa46680bc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIptpiS6BshR-T724Ft31Hos_s0M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Você falou? Te amo. Nunca quero viver sem você. Você mudou minha vida. Você falou? Faça um plano,  tenha um objetivo, trabalhe para conseguir, mas de vez em quando, olhe em volta e absorva. Porque é isso. Tudo pode desaparecer amanhã.&lt;/b&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/1646161063281974449-7988353087744272162?l=me-found-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7988353087744272162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1646161063281974449&amp;postID=7988353087744272162' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/7988353087744272162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646161063281974449/posts/default/7988353087744272162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-found-you.blogspot.com/2009/08/voce-falou-te-amo.html' title=''/><author><name>Carlos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01042708675224676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXwoFqsScsk/S9OHYO3IvWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OTD8sDG6r7Y/S220/017.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
