tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148658172011-04-21T20:20:49.183-07:00sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.comBlogger191100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1141418242996486762006-03-03T12:35:00.000-08:002006-03-03T12:37:23.023-08:00<p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A vida ou se domina a sorrir </span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">ou não se domina</span></strong></p><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" align="center" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center"></div></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-114141824299648676?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1141220947982495702006-03-01T05:42:00.000-08:002006-03-01T05:49:08.000-08:00<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Uma</span></strong> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">mulher só deseja </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">aquilo que ama.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Um homem só ama o que deseja!!!!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Se não tens o que queres </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Ama o que já tens!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span></strong></div></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-114122094798249570?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1140911823350945592006-02-25T15:39:00.000-08:002006-02-25T15:57:03.373-08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">CÚMULOS:</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Da economia: </strong>tirar a cera dos ouvidos e dar brilho ao chão</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do ciúme: porque só um dos gémeos se parece com o pai</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Da economia: aproveitar a mmenstruação para fazer arroz de cabidela</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Da burrice: reprovar no exame de fezes</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Da estupidez: dois careca à briga por causa de um pente</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Da ingratidão: entregar ao teu pai um frasquinho e dizer: " Pronto pai, já não te devo nada".</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Da higiene: ter os dentes tão amarelos, tão amarelos que sempre que sorria o trânsito abrandava</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do esquecimento:</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">IH! ESQUECI!!!!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">;)))))) (",)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-114091182335094559?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1136495826804343122006-01-05T13:08:00.000-08:002006-01-05T13:17:06.856-08:00<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center"><strong>Se todo o dia fosse sábado,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>se toda a noite tivesse festas, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>se todoa a cidade fosse praia,</strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong>se todo o mar fizesse onda, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>se toda a estação fosse Verão,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>se todo o amigo fosse irmão,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>se todo o namorado fosse fiel, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>se toda a musica nos fizesse reflectir,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>se todo o céu tivesse estrelas...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>e SE...</strong></div></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"><strong></strong></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-113649582680434312?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1136048362245477952005-12-31T08:54:00.000-08:002005-12-31T08:59:22.270-08:00<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Com 12 passas na boca</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">e com champanhe às litradas</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">venho por esta forma desejar-vos </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">umas boas entradas!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Feliz Ano 2006 </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">E façam-me um favor lutem pela vossa felicidade!!!</span></strong></div></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-113604836224547795?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1135629177716401292005-12-26T12:31:00.000-08:002005-12-26T12:32:57.730-08:00<p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Feliz natal para todos os que cá me vesitarem!!!</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Com muita paz, saúde e amor...</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></strong></p><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" align="center" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-113562917771640129?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1133210997418925042005-11-28T12:45:00.001-08:002005-11-28T12:49:57.430-08:00<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center">Hoje sinto-me...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Muito bem..</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Acordei assim.. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">com uma grande felicidade!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Sinceramente não sei porquê</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">até porque já não me sentia</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> assim hà muito tempo </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">olha vou aproveitar enquanto estou assim</div></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-113321099741892504?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1133012764436301702005-11-26T05:39:00.000-08:002005-11-26T05:46:04.446-08:00<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><span style="font-size:130%;">Tenho um problema para resolver....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">e não sei como o resolver....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">tenho medo de perder....</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">mas também tenho medo de não lutar por aquilo que quero...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong> </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong> NÃO SEI</strong> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">devo lutar e talvez nem consiga o que quero; </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">ou nem tento e depois logo se vê no que dá...</span><br /><br /></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-113301276443630170?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1129498338211110262005-10-16T14:28:00.000-07:002005-10-16T14:32:18.236-07:00<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Uma vida sem amar</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">seria solidão, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">uma vida sem ternura </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">seria cruel,</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>uma vida sem confianç</strong><strong>a</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">seria vazia,</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">mas uma vida sem amigos</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">jamais seria vida...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-112949833821111026?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1125084270509009852005-08-26T12:20:00.000-07:002005-08-26T12:24:30.523-07:00<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Hoje sinto-me muito triste, sinto uma tristeza enorme!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Porque perdi uma pessoa de quem gosto muito!!!!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Mas sinceramente irei sentir bem se souber que esta pessoa está bem </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">mesmo que eu não esteja ao lado dela!</span></strong></div></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-112508427050900985?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1124557423883446692005-08-20T05:04:00.000-07:002005-08-20T10:03:43.890-07:00<a contenteditable="false" target="_blank" href="http://hotbar.com/scripts/utils/banner.asp?InstallDURL=des:en/emoticons1&requestor=shn233"><img id="hb_new_animation" height="26" alt="Upgrade your email with 1000's of emoticon icons" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/010104/010104_emTE25_prv.gif" width="49" border="0" hbtype="em" /></a><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"><strong>Com muito carinho para a minha Mãe</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;">Lembras-te daquele dia em que me dicidi vir ao mundo?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Eu não! Mas sei que estavas muito feliz assim como eu estou </span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>hoje só porque sou tua filha e porque</strong> <strong>tenho uma grande MÃE!!!</strong></span></div></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"><br /><a href="http://promos.hotbar.com/promos/promodll.dll?RunPromo&El=em%3b&amp;SG=&RAND=30725&amp;partner=hbtools"><img title="" alt="Upgrade Your Email - Click here!" src="http://promos.hotbar.com/promos/promodll.dll?GetPromo&El=em%3b&amp;SG=&RAND=30725&amp;partner=hbtools&amp;/p.gif" border="0" /></a> </div></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-112455742388344669?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1124121646107736712005-08-15T04:02:00.000-07:002005-08-15T09:02:24.766-07:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Nunca deixes aquilo que amas </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Por aquilo que desejas, </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Pois aquilo que desejas te deixara pelo que ama!!!!</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-112412164610773671?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1123531507362690682005-08-08T20:18:00.000-07:002005-08-08T13:05:07.366-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Os amigos verdadeiros são aqueles que vêm compartilhar a nossa felicidade quando os </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>chamamos e a nossa desgraça sem serem chamados!!!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Demetrio de Falera)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>MAS...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A única maneira de ter um amigo é ser um amigo</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">(Ralph Waldo Emerson)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-112353150736269068?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1123157833931080552005-08-04T00:12:00.000-07:002005-08-04T05:17:13.936-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>A liberdade é incompatível com o amor, quem ama, é escravo!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Basta amar, para se deixar de ser livre!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-112315783393108055?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1122902359930319162005-08-01T01:20:00.000-07:002005-08-01T06:19:19.936-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>Deixa-me sonhar</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>enquanto houver sonhos</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>ainda à espera de serem sonhados</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>Deixa-me chorar</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>enquanto houver lágrimas</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>lágrimas de amor.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>Deixa-me ter esperança</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>enquanto houver esperança</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>para aqueles que amam</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-112290235993031916?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1122670048746831902005-07-29T20:48:00.000-07:002005-07-29T13:47:28.753-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;">A alegria de saber que tu existes é suficiente </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;">para suportar a tristeza</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;">de não estar contigo!!!!!!!!!!!! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-112267004874683190?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1122553176161758102005-07-28T00:20:00.000-07:002005-07-28T05:19:36.166-07:00<p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:+0;">No fim duma relação fica um vazio em meu coração, a sensação de flutuar no </span></span></span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:+0;">espaço sem me poder equilibrar. Depois do amor raramente fica a amizade, o </span></span></span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:+0;">espaço seguinte é um sentimento de culpa, incompreensão e frustração. Se </span></span></span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:+0;">um dia te disser que já não gosto mais de ti, lembra-te que estou a</span> mentir, </span></span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:arial;">enganando-te a ti e enganando</span></span><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:arial;">-<span style="font-family:arial;">me a</span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"> mim.</span></span> </strong></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-112255317616175810?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1122477842130541132005-07-27T08:22:00.000-07:002005-07-27T08:24:02.133-07:00<span style="color:#ff99ff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff99ff;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-112247784213054113?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14865817.post-1122483317804940132005-07-27T04:55:00.000-07:002005-07-27T09:55:17.806-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Para quem mais quero!!!!!!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Quero dar-te todo o amor</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">que o meu coração</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">consiga guardar</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Sabes que nunca irei te esqquecer!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14865817-112248331780494013?l=sentimentosprofundos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sentimentosprofundoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219651240707523661noreply@blogger.com0